第1个回答 2015-07-15
There lived in a certain village a little country girl, the prettiest creature
was ever seen. Her mother was excessively fond of her; and her grandmother doted
on her still more. This good woman had made for her a little red riding-hood;
which became the girl so extremely well that everybody called her Little Red
Riding-Hood.
One day her mother, having made some custards, said to
her:
"Go, my dear, and see how thy grandmamma does, for I hear she has been
very ill; carry her a custard, and this little pot of butter."
Little Red
Riding-Hood set out immediately to go to her grandmother, who lived in another
village.
As she was going through the wood, she met with Gaffer Wolf, who had
a very great mind to eat her up, but he dared not, because of some faggot-makers
hard by in the forest. He asked her whither she was going. The poor child, who
did not know that it was dangerous to stay and hear a wolf talk, said to
him:
"I am going to see my grandmamma and carry her a custard and a little
pot of butter from my mamma."
"Does she live far off?" said the Wolf.
"Oh!
ay," answered Little Red Riding-Hood; "it is beyond that mill you see there, at
the first house in the village."
"Well," said the Wolf, "and I'll go and see
her too. I'll go this way and you go that, and we shall see who will be there
soonest."
The Wolf began to run as fast as he could, taking the nearest way,
and the little girl went by that farthest about, diverting herself in gathering
nuts, running after butterflies, and making nosegays of such little flowers as
she met with. The Wolf was not long before he got to the old woman's house. He
knocked at the door--tap, tap
第2个回答 2015-02-17
There lived in a certain village a little country girl, the prettiest creature
was ever seen. Her mother was excessively fond of her; and her grandmother doted
on her still more. This good woman had made for her a little red riding-hood;
which became the girl so extremely well that everybody called her Little Red
Riding-Hood.
One day her mother, having made some custards, said to
her:
"Go, my dear, and see how thy grandmamma does, for I hear she has been
very ill; carry her a custard, and this little pot of butter."
Little Red
Riding-Hood set out immediately to go to her grandmother, who lived in another
village.
As she was going through the wood, she met with Gaffer Wolf, who had
a very great mind to eat her up, but he dared not, because of some faggot-makers
hard by in the forest. He asked her whither she was going. The poor child, who
did not know that it was dangerous to stay and hear a wolf talk, said to
him:
"I am going to see my grandmamma and carry her a custard and a little
pot of butter from my mamma."
"Does she live far off?" said the Wolf.
"Oh!
ay," answered Little Red Riding-Hood; "it is beyond that mill you see there, at
the first house in the village."
"Well," said the Wolf, "and I'll go and see
her too. I'll go this way and you go that, and we shall see who will be there
soonest."
The Wolf began to run as fast as he could, taking the nearest way,
and the little girl went by that farthest about, diverting herself in gathering
nuts, running after butterflies, and making nosegays of such little flowers as
she met with. The Wolf was not long before he got to the old woman's house. He
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