安徒生童话-THE UGLY DUCKLING

安徒生丑小鸭原文-安徒生作品丑小鸭的故事丑小鸭是安徒生童话中的一篇，它告诉我们：即使在人生中遭遇挫折和痛苦，金子总会发光，我们必须坚强地面对。

下面是儿童网整理的《丑小鸭》的童话故事，让我们一起来看看吧！在美丽的乡间农舍里，一只母鸭孵化自己的鸭蛋。

终于，所有的鸭蛋都孵化出了小鸭子，只有一只蛋还没有动静。

母鸭开始抱怨，但她还是坚持孵化这只蛋。

最后，这只小鸭子出生了，它又大又丑，但游泳时却很漂亮。

尽管鸭妈妈稍感欣慰，但这只小鸭子却处处受排挤、被讥笑，甚至连自己的兄弟姐妹也对它生气。

最后，鸭妈妈也说：“我希望你走远些！”小鸭子逃到了一块住着许多野鸭的沼泽地，但仍然受到歧视，冬天时更是冻得直叫。

一天傍晚，小鸭子看到一群美丽的天鹅从灌木林里飞出来，这是它从未见过的鸟儿，既茫然又羡慕。

冬天来了，小鸭子昏倒了，被一个农夫救回家。

但它又闯祸了，被农夫的妻子用火钳打，于是它飞走了。

最终，小鸭子飞到了一座大花园，在那里它又遇见了美丽的天鹅。

看到自己的倒影，它惊讶地发现自己已经变成了一只天鹅，而不再是那只粗笨、丑陋的鸭子了。

这个故事告诉我们，即使生活在鸡窝里，只要是一只天鹅蛋，也会成为美丽的天鹅。

我们要坚强地面对人生中的挫折和痛苦，因为金子总会发光。

孩子们围绕着丑小鸭，向它投掷着画包片和麦粒。

许多大天鹅在它周围游泳，并用嘴吻它，这让丑小鸭感到非常幸福和快乐。

它感慨道：“当我还是一个丑小鸭的时候，我做梦也没想到会有这么幸福！”丑小鸭的坚持自我是其难能可贵之处。

但这种坚持并不是一开始就有的。

从鸡鸭群中逃出来的小鸭一开始只是悲观和逃避，甚至可以说是谦卑。

它刚逃出来时，看到灌木林里的小鸟向空中飞去，认为是它自己“非常丑陋而惊吓了它们”。

但是，有生活常识的人都应该知道这是很正常的事情，小鸟的“惊恐”只是小鸭自己认为而已。

当公雁高傲地问小鸭时，小鸭尽可能恭恭敬敬地行礼。

当猎狗嫌弃它太小不足猎而跑开时，它认为是因为自己“丑得连猎狗也不咬我了”。

The ugly duckling （丑小鸭）人物：解说员、丑小鸭、鸭妈妈、四只小鸭子、四只兔子、三只小鸡、一头狮子、一只蝴蝶，三只天鹅第一幕丑小鸭出世场景：春天，绿树，青草，白栅栏。

鸭妈妈在蛋壳前做孵蛋的样子，鸭蛋围住鸭妈妈，趴在地上成圆弧状旁白: It’s a nice spring. A moth er duck is waiting for her egg to hatch.鸭妈妈: My babies, come out !(鸭妈妈抚摩着鸭蛋，满脸爱怜的神色。

小鸭1站起来。

)小鸭1：Mommy! Mommy ! (娇气地)鸭妈妈：My baby, you are so lovely. ( 轻轻抚摸小鸭1的头)（小鸭2和小鸭3站起来）小鸭2,3：Mommy! Mommy!鸭妈妈：My babies, I love you! (搂着四只小鸭，满脸疼爱)小鸭1：I love the world, I ‘m so happy. Let’s dance, OK?鸭妈妈和小鸭：OK！（鸭妈妈和小鸭开始跳舞，舞蹈结束，鸭妈妈想起了还有一只小鸭没出世，走到了丑小鸭的蛋旁边）鸭妈妈：I hope she will come out soon. ( 看一眼丑小鸭的鸭蛋，自言自语)(音乐响起，四只小鸭随着音乐的节奏围着丑小鸭的蛋转圈，并停一停，听蛋里的的动静。

)鸭妈妈：Come on, let’s wait for her!（四只小鸭停下来，和鸭妈妈蹲下围住丑小鸭，大家屏住呼吸，眼睛盯着蛋壳。

一只小鸭慢慢伸腰站起来。

大家先是抬头仔细看着那只小鸭，他们满脸惊讶，然后四只小鸭尖叫。

鸭妈妈失望的看着丑小鸭。

)丑小鸭: Mommy, my brother and sister, Nice to meet you! (众人不理睬)（四只小鸭对着丑小鸭指指点点）小鸭1: Mum, she is so ugly.小鸭2: I don’t like her !小鸭3小鸭4: Me, too !四只小鸭: Go away! We don’t like you!鸭妈妈: Ah! Why is she so ugly? She shouldn’t come into this world!(妈妈摇摇头，无可奈何)小鸭1: Mum, let’s play games, OK?鸭妈妈: OK.四只小鸭: Yeah! (小鸭们玩着老鹰捉小鸡的游戏，并不时发出爆笑。

丑小鸭 The Ugly DucklingOne evening, the sun was just setting in with true splendor when 1)a flock of beautiful large birds appeared out of the bushes. The duckling had never seen anything so beautiful. They were dazzlingly white with long waving necks. They were swans and uttering a peculiar cry. They spread out their magnificent broad wings and flew away from the cold regions toward warmer lands and open seas.They mounted so high, so very high, and the ugly little duckling became strangely uneasy. He circled around and around in the water like a wheel,3)craning his neck out into the air after them. Then he uttered the shriek so4)piercing and so strange that he was quite frightened by himself. Oh, he could not forget those beautiful birds, those happy birds and as soon as they were out of sight. He 5)ducked right down to the bottom and when he came up again, he was quite beside himself. He did not know what the birds were or where’d they flew. But all the same, he was more drawn towards them than he had ever been by any creatures before. He did not envy them in the least. How could it occur to him even to wish to be such a marvelous beauty? He wouldn’t be thankful if only the ducks would have tolerated him among them, the poor ugly creature.Early in the morning, a peasant came along and saw him, he went out onto the ice and hammered a hole in it with his heavy wooden shoe, and carried the duckling home to his wife. There, it soon 6)revived. The children wanted to play with it. But the duckling thought they were going to ill use him and rushed in and he frightened to the milk-pan, and the milk 7)spurted out all over the room. The woman shrieked and threw up her hands. Then it flew to the butter-cask and down into the meal-tub and out again. Oh, just imagine what it looked like by this time. The woman screamed and tried to hit it with the 8)tongs, and the children 9)tumbled over one another in trying to catch it, and they screamed with laughter.By good luck, the door stood open and the duckling flew out among the bushes and the new fallen snow. And it lay there, thoroughly exhausted, but it would be too sad to mention all the privation and misery had to go through during that hard winter. When the sun began to shine warmly again, the duckling was in a marsh, lying among the rushes. The larks were singing, and the beautiful spring had come. Then all at once, it raised its wings and they flapped with much greater strength than before and bore him off vigorously. Before he knew where he was, he found himself in a large garden with the apple trees were in full blossom. And the air was scentedly with lilacs, the long branches of which overhung the indented shores of the lake. Oh, the spring freshness was so delicious. Just in front of him, he saw three beautiful white swans advancing towards him from a thicket. With rustling feathers, they swam lightly over the water. The duckling recognized the majestic birds, and he was overcome by a strange melancholy.“I will fly to them, the royal birds, and they will h ack me to pieces because I who am so ugly venture to approach them. But it won’t matter. Better to be killed by them than be snacked up by the ducks, 12)pecked by the hens, or 13)spurned by the hen wife, or suffer so much misery in the winter.” So he flew into the water and swam towards the stately swans. They saw him and darted toward him with ruffled feathers. “Kill me, oh, kill me.” said the poor creature. And bowing his head towards the water, he awaited his death. But what did he see? Reflected in the transparent water, he saw below him his own image, but he was no longer a clumsy dark gray bird, ugly and ungainly. He was himself, a swan.丑小鸭1、a flock of 一群2、mount [❍♋◆⏹♦] v. 增长，上升3、crane [ ❒♏♓⏹] v. 伸（颈）4、piercing [ ☐♓☜♦♓☠] a. 刺穿的，尖锐的5、duck [♎✈] v. 突然潜入水中6、revive [❒♓♋♓] v. 苏醒；复活；再生7、spurt out 喷出；涌出8、tongs [♦☠] n. 火钳，夹子9、tumble [♦✈❍♌●] v. 摔倒；滚；乱10、thicket [ ♓♓♦] n. 树丛；灌木丛11、rustling [ ❒✈♦●♓☠] n. 沙沙声12、peck [☐♏] v. 啄13、spurn [♦☐☜⏹] v. 傲慢地拒绝；摒弃The Wolf and the Lamb 狼与小羊WOLF, meeting with a Lamb astray from the fold, resolved not to lay violent hands on him, but to find some plea to justify to the Lamb theWolf's right to eat him. He thus addressed him:"Sirrah, last year you grossly insulted me." "Indeed," bleated the Lamb in a mournful tone of voice, "I was not then born." Then said the Wolf , "You feed in my pasture." "No, good sir," replied the Lamb, "I have not yet tasted grass." Again said the Wolf, "You drink of my well." "No," exclaimed the Lamb, "I never yet drank water, for as yet my mother's milk is both food and drink to me." Upon which the Wolf seized him and ate him up, saying, "Well! I won't remain supperless, even though you refute every one of my imputations."The tyrant will always find a pretext for his tyranny.The Bat and the Weasels蝙蝠与黄鼠狼A BAT who fell upon the ground and was caught by a Weasel pleaded to be spared his life. The Weasel refused, saying that he was by nature the enemy of all birds. The Bat assured him that he was not a bird, but a mouse, and thus was set free. Shortly afterwards the Bat again fell to the ground and was caught by another Weasel, whom he likewise entreated not to eat him. The Weasel said that he had a special hostility to mice. The Bat assured him that he was not a mouse, but a bat, and thus a second time escaped.It is wise to turn circumstances to good account.The Ass and the Grasshopper 驴子与蚱蜢AN ASS having heard some Grasshoppers chirping, was highly enchanted; and, desiring to possess the same charms of melody, demanded what sort of food they lived on to give them such beautiful voices. They replied, "The dew." The Ass resolved that he would live only upon dew, and in a short time died of hunger.驴子听见蚱蜢唱歌，被美妙动听的歌声所打动，自己也想能发出同样悦耳动听的声音，便羡慕地问他们吃些什么，才能发出如此美妙的声音来。

英语童话故事丑小鸭《丑小鸭》是一本含有童话和寓言的儿童作品。

这本书写了一只天鹅蛋在鸭群中破壳后，因相貌怪异，让同类鄙弃，历经千辛万苦、重重磨难之后长成了白天鹅。

下面是店铺整理的英语童话故事丑小鸭，欢迎大家阅读!英语童话故事丑小鸭The Ugly DucklingLong ago, in a farmyard many miles away, a Mother Duck sat on her nest. She was waiting for her eggs to hatch. Each day she proudly looked at them. There were six eggs, which meant six little ducklings to teach to swim.One sunny spring morning, the first egg began to crack..'Tap, tap, tap,' went the duckling inside, trying to get out. Mother Duck watched as the egg cracked open and out popped a fluffy duckling."One," said Mother Duck proudly.The next day, the second egg hatched and out popped another fluffy duckling."Two," said Mother Duck proudly.On the third day, duckling number three hatched."That leaves just three," said Mother Duck.On the fourth and fifth day, ducklings number four and five hatched."That leaves just one," said Mother Duck, as she settled on her nest. Her ducklings gathered around her.But on the sixth day nothing happened. Nor on the seventh."How strange," said Mother Duck on the seventh day. "It should have hatched by now."One of the farmyard chickens wandered by."Oh," she said. "You're still there I thought you'd be on thepond by now.""It's this last egg," said Mother Duck. "It hasn't hatched yet.""Let me see," said the chicken. "Well no wonder. It looks like a goose egg to me. You'll be here for a long time.""Oh dear," said Mother Duck. "I have my five little ducklings to teach to swim. What shall I do? I can't leave it.""Aah well," said the chicken, and she wandered off.The goose heard that one of her eggs was in Mother Duck's nest."Is it true?" she asked, as she puffed up to the nest. "Do you have one of my eggs?""I think so," said Mother Duck. They both looked in the nest."Huh," said the goose. "That's not mine. It looks more like that absent-minded turkey's egg."As they looked, they suddenly heard the faint tapping. The shell was breaking."We'll soon see," said the goose.They watched and waited."Oh," said the goose."Oh, dear," said Mother Duck, as she looked at the sixth duckling. It looked most strange, it was straggly and grey where its brothers and sisters were fluffy and yellow. It was also bigger than them.It quacked as it saw its mother."Well, if it's a turkey," said the goose, "it won't swim."Mother Duck hurried her ducklings to the pond. She waddled in and listened. Splash! Splish! Splosh! Splash! Splish! She turned and looked. All six ducklings followed her in the water."Oh, well," she said. "He can swim. He is definitely not a turkey."The sixth duckling was very good at swimming, and was soon swimming better than his brothers and sisters.Back at the farmyard, things did not go well for the little duckling. Everyone called him an ugly duckling. The chickens laughed at him, the turkeys chased him and the geese hissed at him.Soon even his brothers and sisters would not talk to him, but when his mother turned away, he was very sad. He decided to leave the farmyard.One sunny morning, he walked out of the farmyard and didn't look back. He wandered away, looking for somewhere new to live.When he'd been walking a while he came to a large lake. There were some ducks swimming on it.He swam up to them."May I stay on this lake?" he asked."Of course," said the ducks. "We'll be moving on soon. Why don't you join us, if you're on your own?""Thank you," said the duckling.The duckling stayed on the lake and day by day he grew bigger. One day he looked up to see some large white birds flying gracefully over the lake."They're beautiful," he whispered, and then sighed. "I wonder who they are?"One day the ducks came to see him."It's autumn, and we're going now," they told him, "join us if you want to."Some ducks began to fly up to leave, but suddenly loud bangs were heard. Two of the ducks fell from the sky. Others flew up in fright, and more fell as more bangs were heard.The duckling ran and hid. He found a bush and stayed there until the noise had died down. When it was quiet he sadly left the lake and headed away over the fields.He came to another lake and there he stayed. Winter was coming and he was alone. As the days grew colder, he found that it was harder to find food.The one morning he woke and found that he couldn't move. The lake had frozen and he was stuck in the ice. The day passed and the duckling was giving up hope of being found. But late in the afternoon a man walking his dog saw him. He broke the ice, and the duckling was free. He ran across the ice and hid. He didn't dare to go on the ice again.Winter passed, spring came, and the ice melted.The duckling stretched his wings and found that they were strong enough to carry him. He flew upon and over the lake, high above the trees and fields. He should have been very happy, but he was not because he felt so lonely.A few days later, he looked up to see the large white birds he had seen in the autumn. They looked beautiful as they landed on the lake. The duckling admired their glossy white feathers and long necks. He swan over to take a closer look at them."Please," he said shyly. "Will you tell me who you are. You are so beautiful and I am so ugly. I've never seen anybody like you.""Ugly," cried one of the white birds. "How silly!""We're swans," said another. "Why do you think you're ugly? Look at yourself in the water."The duckling looked and caught sight of his own reflection. He gasped in surprise, for instead of seeing a fat, grey duckling he saw a swan with a long elegant neck and a bright orange bill. "I'm like you," he cried. "I'm a swan, too.""Definitely," said the swan, with a smile."Does that mean I can stay with you, and not live alone?""Of course," said the swans.At that moment two children ran down to the lake. "Ooh, look!" they cried. "The swans are back and there's a new one, too. Isn't he beautiful!"The ugly duckling stretched his neck and ruffled his feathers with pride.Then it was time to go flying with all of the other swans and, as the duckling took off from the lake, he could see his new beautiful reflection in the water.。

丑小鸭的英文原名丑小鸭英文是The Ugly Duckling是丹麦作家安徒生创作的童话，首次出版于1843年。

这本书写了一只天鹅蛋在鸭群中破壳后，因相貌怪异，被鸭群鄙弃，历经千辛万苦、重重磨难之后长成了白天鹅。

《丑小鸭》说明只要有理想，有追求，并为这目标而努力奋斗，即使身处逆境也不要紧，'是金子总会发光的'。

人生中的挫折和痛苦是不可避免的，只能坚强的面对。

同时'丑小鸭'也比喻不被关注的小孩子或年轻人，有时也指刚刚出现、不为人注意的事物。

他的出生便饱受了'难产'折磨：他把她的母亲'累坏了'。

这是否便已种下了不幸的祸根。

他本是一枚天鹅蛋，不幸落到了鸭窝里。

由于不合鸭子的规矩，所以被视为异类、怪物。

对此，幼小的丑小鸭别无选择，只能自卑。

他是一个儿童的象征，尚无进行理性思辩的能力，人家说他丑，他便感到丑，于是，他深深地自卑了。

丑小鸭英文是The Ugly Duckling是丹麦作家安徒生创作的童话，首次出版于1843年。

这本书写了一只天鹅蛋在鸭群中破壳后，因相貌怪异，被鸭群鄙弃，历经千辛万苦、重重磨难之后长成了白天鹅。

《丑小鸭》说明只要有理想，有追求，并为这目标而努力奋斗，即使身处逆境也不要紧，“是金子总会发光的”。

人生中的挫折和痛苦是不可避免的，只能坚强的面对。

同时“丑小鸭”也比喻不被关注的小孩子或年轻人，有时也指刚刚出现、不为人注意的事物。

赏析：丑小鸭是有理由自卑的。

他的出生便饱受了“难产”折磨：他把她的母亲“累坏了”。

这是否便已种下了不幸的祸根。

他本是一枚天鹅蛋，不幸落到了鸭窝里。

由于不合鸭子的规矩，所以被视为异类、怪物。

对此，幼小的丑小鸭别无选择，只能自卑。

他是一个儿童的象征，尚无进行理性思辩的能力，人家说他丑，他便感到丑，于是，他深深地自卑了。

安徒生童话故事第：丑小鸭The Ugly Duckling安徒生童话故事第27篇：丑小鸭The Ugly Duckling引导语：丑小鸭的安徒生童话故事，大家知道?下面是小编收集的原文还有英译，欢迎大家阅读!乡下真是非常美丽。

这正是夏天!小麦是金黄的，燕麦是绿油油的。

干草在绿色的牧场上堆成垛，鹳鸟用它又长又红的腿子在散着步，噜嗦地讲着埃及话①。

这是它从妈妈那儿学到的一种语言。

田野和牧场的周围有些大森林，森林里有些很深的池塘。

的确，乡间是非常美丽的，太阳光正照着一幢老式的房子，它周围流着几条很深的小溪。

从墙角那儿一直到水里，全盖满了牛蒡的大叶子。

最大的叶子长得非常高，小孩子简直可以直着腰站在下面。

像在最浓密的森林里一样，这儿也是很荒凉的。

这儿有一只母鸭坐在窠里，她得把她的几个小鸭都孵出来。

不过这时她已经累坏了。

很少有客人来看她。

别的鸭子都愿意在溪流里游来游去，而不愿意跑到牛蒡下面来和她聊天。

最后，那些鸭蛋一个接着一个地崩开了。

“噼!噼!”蛋壳响起来。

所有的蛋黄现在都变成了小动物。

他们把小头都伸出来。

“嘎!嘎!”母鸭说。

他们也就跟着嘎嘎地大声叫起来。

他们在绿叶子下面向四周看。

妈妈让他们尽量地东张西望，因为绿色对他们的眼睛是有好处的。

“这个世界真够大!”这些年轻的小家伙说。

的确，比起他们在蛋壳里的时候，他们现在的天地真是大不相同了。

“你们以为这就是整个世界!”妈妈说。

“这地方伸展到花园的另一边，一直伸展到牧师的田里去，才远呢!连我自己都没有去过!我想你们都在这儿吧?”她站起来。

“没有，我还没有把你们都生出来呢!这只顶大的蛋还躺着没有动静。

它还得躺多久呢?我真是有些烦了。

”于是她又坐下来。

“唔，情形怎样?”一只来拜访她的老鸭子问。

“这个蛋费的时间真久!”坐着的母鸭说。

“它老是不裂开。

请你看看别的吧。

他们真是一些最逗人爱的小鸭儿!都像他们的爸爸——这个坏东西从来没有来看过我一次!”“让我瞧瞧这个老是不裂开的蛋吧，”这位年老的客人说，“请相信我，这是一只吐绶鸡的蛋。

《丑小鸭》的英语阅读《丑小鸭》的英语阅读童话《丑小鸭》是丹麦著名童话作家汉斯·克里斯蒂安·安徒生的作品。

这本书写了下面，我们跟着这篇英语阅读一起走进丑小鸭的世界吧。

the ugly ducklinga mother duck was brooding on her eggs near the margin of a pond. a flock of lovely baby ducks was soon born, making sweet peeping sounds when the eggs were broken. but one egg remained unbroken. "it is strange. why has this egg not broken?"the mother duck continued her brooding. at last, the egg was broken and a baby duck was born. however that baby duck was very ugly compared to the other baby ducks.the mother duck was worried, but still she took the baby ducks near the water and taught them how to swim. the ugly duckling also swam with his brothers and sisters, moving his legs eagerly. "it is lucky though. that baby swims well." still his brothers pecked at the ugly duckling with their bills."how hideous this baby duck is. we don't want to see you. go to a cat." his brothers gave a very hard time to the poor duckling. "stop it, don't do that!" the mother duck sighed and said, "ah! i wish that this baby could live happily at another place."the baby duck heard what his mother said and dropped tears of sorrow saying, "mom, i will leave. good-bye." the ugly duckling left his nest beyond the pond.when he entered the forest, other birds were frightened by the baby duck and ran away. "why do they run away? is it because i am so awful?" the baby duck became sadder and plodded along the field.near the water beside the field, two wild ducks were playing around. "yah, what is that ugly duck? let's make fun of him." the two wild ducks flew up in the air and threw stones at the baby duck."bang! bang!" at that time, a hunter shot his gun. the two wild ducks fell down dead to the ground. "uh? what is this small bird?" the hunter took home the awkward little baby duck along with the two wild ducks."dad, what is this poor-looking bird?" "i took it with me in order to give it to you, my son. it was trembling with fear in the water." the children gave a hard time to the baby duck by pulling its wings and tail."that hurts! ow!" the baby duck spilled a jug of milk while running away from the cruel hands of the children. the dishes on the table were also broken. the angry hunter sent out the baby duck with a flourish of his broomstick. and so the after being cast out from the house of the hunter, the ugly duckling spent a long and cold winter alone.finally spring came. the baby duck had a good stretch and flew up in the air vigorously. "uh! i am flying!"upon the lake, a flock of white and pretty swans were playing around while swimming. "they are indeed pretty birds." the baby duck became sad. "those birds may not like me as i am so ugly."。

傻鹅皮杜妮（教案）傻鹅皮杜妮 (The Ugly Duckling) 教案一、教学目标：1. 了解并掌握一些与水鸟相关的生词和短语。

2. 听懂故事中的主要情节并重述故事。

3. 能够描述傻鹅皮杜妮在成长过程中的变化。

4. 能够通过阅读故事理解差异化，学会包容不同。

二、教学准备：1. PPT或黑板。

2. 一个鸭卵和一些彩纸。

3. 一段儿童歌曲和音响设备。

4. 一些绘本和图片。

5. 教师自己的故事读书。

三、教学过程：Step 1: 导入新课1. 引导学生们讨论有哪些鸟，然后进一步引出天鹅。

2. 教师介绍故事内容和目的。

3. 教师提醒学生们：故事中有一个很重要的主题，那就是差异化和包容。

Step 2: 听故事1. 教师利用互动的方式，让学生们由浅入深地理解故事的主旨。

2. 教师故事读完后，向学生们提问，帮助他们巩固理解和记忆。

Step 3: 认知生词和短语1. 教师提供水鸟相关的词汇和短语，并让学生们进行单词朗读和理解。

2. 教师联想和解释与故事有关的生词和短语，使学生记忆更深刻。

Step 4: 精读故事1. 教师和学生们一起阅读故事，并根据学生们的不同阅读理解，进行回答问题和解释。

2. 教师提供一些问题，帮助学生们巩固理解和记忆。

Step 5: 合作活动1. 学生们分组，并根据故事中的情节，进行剧本创作。

2. 每个小组需要选一个傻鹅皮杜妮和其他角色，进行表演。

Step 6: 艺术创作1. 学生们利用彩纸和其他材料，制作一个可爱的水鸟蛋。

2. 学生们发挥创意，为自己的水鸟蛋塑造特色和个性。

Step 7: 歌曲欣赏1. 教师放一首有关水鸟的儿歌，让学生们跟唱。

2. 歌曲让学生们学习更多有关水鸟的词汇和短语。

Step 8: 总结回顾1. 教师和学生们一起进行反思和总结，确定学生们已经掌握的内容和需要进一步加强的方面。

2. 学生们分享对这个故事的理解和感悟。

四、教学评估及作业布置1. 回顾学生们的阅读理解和表演情况；2. 布置阅读和模仿故事中的角色的作业。

经过鸭妈妈的精心呵护，鸭宝宝们终于要出生了，可在这些鸭宝宝们中，有一个却与其它的不一样，这个蛋要比别的要大得多啊！这是为什么呢？The ugly duckling (Ⅰ)It is summer and everything is green. Flowers grow and a Mother Duck is sitting in her nest. After a long time, she grows tired. “How much longer must I sit?”she asks herself again and again.At this time one of her old friends from the farm comes to see her.When Mother Duck shows her eggs to her “You have another’s egg. It looks like a turkey egg because it’s twice as big as any of the others!”After her friend goes home, Mother Duck goes back to the nest. She is very happy because the eggs begin to crack, one by one, and she soon has six yellow ducklings.活泼可爱的鸭宝宝们出生了，可最小的宝宝又大又丑，这可愁坏了鸭妈妈，它是鸭妈妈亲生宝宝吗？鸭妈妈急得哭了起来。

The ugly duckling (Ⅱ)“What lovely children!” Mother Duck says aloud. “All are good and full of power ---- just like me when I was young! I will have to give them some nice names. ” There is now only the big strange egg in the nest. When it finally open Mother Duck was very upset.She cries when she sees the youngest child. “He isn’t my child. He is too big and ugly!”The next day Mother Duck goes to the river. Soon all her babies swim well after her and she is very happy. To her surprise, the Ugly Duckling is a good swimmer.鸭妈妈带小鸭们去见了一位重要的人物，她对他们是怎样评价的呢？接着看吧。

丑小鸭（T h e U g l y D u c k l i n g）阅读丑小鸭 (T h e U g l y D u c k l i n g)O n e e v e n i n g, t h e s u n w a s j u s t s e t t i n g i n w i t h t r u e s p l e n d o r w h e n a f l o c k o f b e a u t i f u l l a r g e b i r d s a p p e a r e d o u t o f t h e b u s h e s. T h e d u c k l i n g h a d n e v e r s e e n a n y t h i n g s o b e a u t i f u l. T h e y w e r e d a z z l i n g l y w h i t e w i t h l o n g w a v i n g n e c k s. T h e y w e r e s w a n s a n d u t t e r i n g a p e c u l i a r c r y. T h e y s p r e a d o u t t h e i r m a g n i f i c e n t b r o a d w i n g s a n d f l e w a w a y f r o m t h e c o l d r e g i o n s t o w a r d w a r m e r l a n d s a n d o p e n s e a s.一天晚上，当太阳正在美丽的霞光中落下去的时候，有一群漂亮的大鸟从灌木林里飞出来，小鸭从来没有看到过这样美丽的东西。

他们白得发亮，颈项又长又柔软。

这就是天鹅。

他们发出一种奇异的叫声，展开美丽的长翅膀，从寒冷的地带飞向温暖的国度，飞向不结冰的湖上去。

丑小鸭童话故事英文版及翻译一只天鹅蛋在鸭群中破壳了，但因为这只小天鹅长得很丑，不但没有被鸭群接受，挨啄、被排挤、被讪笑，而且在鸡群中也是这样。

他因此觉得很自卑，因为自己长得那么丑陋，成了全体鸡鸭的嘲笑对象，连他的亲人们也排挤他。

无奈之下，丑小鸭飞过篱笆逃走了。

有一次，他遇到了一只猎狗，但那只猎狗只是闻闻他，并没有把他抓住。

他暗自庆幸，“我丑得连猎狗也不敢咬我了!”他为自己逃生而庆幸，同时为自己长得丑而懊丧。

在这以后，丑小鸭遇到了很多磨难。

后来，对美好大自然、美好生活的向往与追求驱使着丑小鸭不再依靠别人生活。

有一天，三只美丽的白天鹅从树阴里一直游到他面前来，小鸭认出了这些美丽的动物，于是心里感到一种说不出的难过。

小鸭感到自己要游向他们，就算他们把自己弄死也没关系，因为他有一颗追求美的心。

但他在水里看到的是什么呢，不再是那只丑陋的小鸭了，而是——一只美丽的天鹅!It was so beautiful out on the country, it was summer- the wheat fields were golden, the oats were green, and down among the green meadows the hay was stacked. There the stork minced about onhis red legs, clacking away in Egyptian, which was the language his mother had taught him. Round about the field and meadow lands rose vast forests, in which deep lakes lay hidden. Yes, it wasindeed lovely out there in the country.In the midst of the sunshine there stood an old manor house that had adeep moat around it. From the walls of the manor right down to the water'sedge great burdock leaves grew, and therewere some so tall that little children could stand upright beneath the biggest of them. In this wilderness of leaves, which was as dense as theforests itself, a duck sat on her nest, hatchingher ducklings. She was becoming somewhat weary, because sitting is sucha dull business and scarcely anyone came to see her. The other ducks would much rather swim in the moat than waddle outand squat under the burdock leaf to gossip with her.But at last the eggshells began to crack, one after another. "Peep, peep!" said the little things, as they came to life and poked out their heads."Quack, quack!" said the duck, and quick as quick can be they all waddled out to have a look at the green world under the leaves. Their mother let them look as much as they pleased, becausegreen is good for the eyes."How wide the world is," said all the young ducks, for they certainly had much more room now than they had when they were in their eggshells."Do you think this is the whole world?" their mother asked. "Why itextends on and on, clear across to the other side of the garden and right on into the parson's field, though that isfurther than I have ever been. I do hope you are all hatched," she said as she got up. "No, not quite all. The biggest egg still lies here. How much longer is this going to take? I am reallyrather tired of it all," she said, but she settled back on her nest."Well, how goes it?" asked an old duck who came to pay her a call."It takes a long time with that one egg," said the duck on the nest. "It won't crack, but look at the others. They are the cutest little ducklings I've ever seen. They look exactly like theirfather, the wretch! He hasn't come to see me at all.""Let's have a look at the egg that won't crack," the old duck said. "It'sa turkey egg, and you can take my word for it. I was fooled like that once myself. What trouble and care I had withthose turkey children, for I may as well tell you, they are afraid ofthe water. I simply could not get them into it. I quacked and snapped at them, but it wasn't a bit of use. Let me see theegg. Certainly, it's a turkey egg. Let it lie, and go teach your other children to swim.""Oh, I'll sit a little longer. I've been at it so long already that I may as well sit here half the summer.""Suit yourself," said the old duck, and away she waddled.At last the big egg did crack. "Peep," said the young one, and out he tumbled, but he was so big and ugly.The duck took a look at him. "That's a frightfully big duckling," she said. "He doesn't look the least like the others. Can he really be a turkey baby? Well, well! I'll soon find out. Intothe water he shall go, even if I have to shove him in myself."Next day the weather was perfectly splendid, and the sun shone down on all the green burdock leaves. The mother duck led her whole family down to the moat. Splash! she took to the water."Quack, quack," said she, and one duckling after another plunged in. The water went over their heads, but they came up in a flash, and floated to perfection. Their legs worked automatically,and they were all there in the water. Even the big, ugly gray one was swimming along."Why, that's no turkey," she said. "See how nicely he uses his legs, and how straight he holds himself. He's my very own son after all, and quite good-looking if you look at him properly.Quack, quack come with me. I'll lead you out into the world and introduce you to the duck yard. But keep close to me so that you won't get stepped on, and watch out for the cat!"Thus they sallied into the duck yard, where all was in an uproar because two families were fighting over the head of an eel. But the cat got it, after all."You see, that's the way of the world." The mother duck licked her bill because she wanted the eel's head for herself. "Stir your legs. Bustle about, and mind that you bend your necks to thatold duck over there. She's the noblest of us all, and has Spanish blood in her. That's why she's so fat. See that red rag around her leg? That's a wonderful thing, and the highest distinction aduck can get. It shows that they don't want to lose her, and that she's to have special attention from man and beast. Shake yourselves! Don't turn your toes in. A well-bred duckling turns histoes way out, just as his father and mother do-this way. So then! Now duck your necks and say quack!"They did as she told them, but the other ducks around them looked on and said right out loud, "See here! Must we have this brood too, just as if there weren't enough of us already? And-fie!what an ugly-looking fellow that duckling is! We won't stand for him." One duck charged up and bit his neck."Let him alone," his mother said. "He isn't doing any harm.""Possibly not," said the duck who bit him, "but he's too big and strange, and therefore he needs a good whacking.""What nice-looking children you have, Mother," said the old duck with the rag around her leg. "They are all pretty except that one. He didn't come outso well. It's a pity you can't hatch himagain.""That can't be managed, your ladyship," said the mother. "He isn't so handsome, but he's as good as can be, and he swims just as well as the rest, or, I should say, even a little better thanthey do. I hope his looks will improve with age, and after a while he won't seem so big. He took too long in the egg, and that's why his figureisn't all that it should be." She pinched hisneck and preened his feathers. "Moreover, he's a drake, so it won't matter so much. I think he will be quite strong, and I'm sure he will amount to something.""The other ducklings are pretty enough," said the old duck. "Now make yourselves right at home, and if you find an eel's head you may bring it to me."So they felt quite at home. But the poor duckling who had been the last one out of his egg, and who looked so ugly, was pecked and pushed about and made fun of by the ducks, and the chickensas well. "He's too big," said they all. The turkey gobbler, who thought himself an emperor because he was born wearing spurs, puffed up like a ship under full sail and bore down upon him,gobbling and gobbling until he was red in the face. The poor duckling did not know where he dared stand or where he dared walk. He was so sad because he was so desperately ugly, and because hewas the laughing stock of the whole barnyard.So it went on the first day, and after that things went from bad to worse. The poor duckling was chased and buffeted about by everyone. Even his own brothers and sisters abused him. "Oh,"they would always say, "how we wish the cat would catch you, you ugly thing." And his mother said, "How I do wish you were miles away." The ducks nipped him, and the hens pecked him, and thegirl who fed them kicked him with her foot.So he ran away; and he flew over the fence. The little birds in the bushes darted up in a fright. "That's because I'm so ugly," he thought, and closed his eyes, but he ran on just the sameuntil he reached the great marsh where the wild ducks lived. There he lay all night long, weary and disheartened.When morning came, the wild ducks flew up to have a look at their new companion. "What sort of creature are you?" they asked, as the duckling turned in all directions, bowing his best to themall. "You are terribly ugly," they told him, "but that's nothing to usso long as you don't marry into our family."Poor duckling! Marriage certainly had never entered his mind. All hewanted was for them to let him lie among the reeds and drink a little water from the marsh.There he stayed for two whole days. Then he met two wild geese, or rather wild ganders-for they were males. They had not been out of the shell very long, and that's what made them so sure ofthemselves."Say there, comrade," they said, "you're so ugly that we have taken afancy to you. Come with us and be a bird of passage. In another marsh near-by, there are some fetching wild geese, allnice young ladies who know how to quack. You are so ugly that you'll completely turn their heads."Bing! Bang! Shots rang in the air, and these two ganders fell dead amongthe reeds. The water was red with their blood. Bing! Bang! the shots rang, and as whole flocks of wild geese flew upfrom the reeds another volley crashed. A great hunt was in progress. The hunters lay under cover all around the marsh, and some even perched onbranches of trees that overhung the reeds. Bluesmoke rose like clouds from the shade of the trees, and drifted far out over the water.The bird dogs came splash, splash! through the swamp, bending down the reeds and the rushes on every side. This gave the poor duckling such a fright that he twisted his head about to hide itunder his wing. But at that very moment a fearfully big dog appearedright beside him. His tongue lolled out of his mouth and his wicked eyesglared horribly. He opened his wide jaws, flashedhis sharp teeth, and - splash, splash - on he went without touching the duckling."Thank heavens," he sighed, "I'm so ugly that the dog won't even bother to bite me."He lay perfectly still, while the bullets splattered through the reeds as shot after shot was fired. It was late in the day before things became quiet again, and even then the poor ducklingdidn't dare move. He waited several hours before he ventured to look about him, and then he scurried away from that marsh as fast as he could go. He ran across field and meadows. The wind wasso strong that he had to struggle to keep his feet.Late in the evening he came to a miserable little hovel, so ramshacklethat it did not know which way to tumble, and that was the only reason itstill stood. The wind struck the duckling sohard that the poor little fellow had to sit down on his tail to withstand it. The storm blew stronger and stronger, but the duckling noticed that one hinge had come loose and the door hung socrooked that he could squeeze through the crack into the room, andthat's just what he did.Here lived an old woman with her cat and her hen. The cat, whom she called "Sonny," could arch his back, purr, and even make sparks, though for that you had to stroke his fur the wrong way.The hen had short little legs, so she was called "Chickey Shortleg." She laid good eggs, and the old woman loved her as if she had been her own child.In the morning they were quick to notice the strange duckling. The cat began to purr, and the hen began to cluck."What on earth!" The old woman looked around, but she was short-sighted, and she mistook the duckling for a fat duck that had lost its way. "That was a good catch," she said. "Now I shallhave duck eggs-unless it's a drake. We must try it out." So the duckling was tried out for three weeks, but not one egg did he lay.In this house the cat was master and the hen was mistress. They always said, "We and the world," for they thought themselves half of the world, and much the better half at that. The ducklingthought that there might be more than one way of thinking, but the hen would not hear of it."Can you lay eggs?" she asked"No.""Then be so good as to hold your tongue."The cat asked, "Can you arch your back, purr, or make sparks?""No.""Then keep your opinion to yourself when sensible people are talking."The duckling sat in a corner, feeling most despondent. Then he remembered the fresh air and the sunlight. Such a desire to go swimming on the water possessed him that he could not helptelling the hen about it."What on earth has come over you?" the hen cried. "You haven't a thing to do, and that's why you get such silly notions. Lay us an egg, or learn to purr, and you'll get over it.""But it's so refreshing to float on the water," said the duckling, "so refreshing to feel it rise over your head as you dive to the bottom.""Yes, it must be a great pleasure!" said the hen. "I think you must have gone crazy. Ask the cat, who's the wisest fellow I know, whether he likes to swim or dive down in the water. Of myselfI say nothing. But ask the old woman, our mistress. There's no one on earth wiser than she is. Do you imagine she wants to go swimming and feel the water rise over her head?""You don't understand me," said the duckling."Well, if we don't, who would? Surely you don't think you are clevererthan the cat and the old woman-to say nothing of myself. Don't be so conceited, child. Just thank your Maker for all thekindness we have shown you. Didn't you get into this snug room, and fall in with people who can tell you what's what? But you are such a numbskull that it's no pleasure to have you around.Believe me, I tell you this for your own good. I say unpleasant truths, but that's the only way you can know who are your friends. Be sure now thatyou lay some eggs. See to it that you learnto purr or to make sparks.""I think I'd better go out into the wide world," said the duckling."Suit yourself," said the hen.So off went the duckling. He swam on the water, and dived down in it, but still he was slighted by every living creature because of his ugliness.Autumn came on. The leaves in the forest turned yellow and brown. The wind took them and whirled them about. The heavens looked cold as the low clouds hung heavy with snow and hail. Perchedon the fence, the raven screamed, "Caw, caw!" and trembled with cold. It made one shiver to think of it. Pity the poor little duckling!One evening, just as the sun was setting in splendor, a great flock of large, handsome birds appeared out of the reeds. The duckling had never seen birds so beautiful. They were dazzlingwhite, with long graceful necks. They were swans. They uttered a very strange cry as they unfurled their magnificent wings to fly from this cold land, away to warmer countries and to openwaters. They went up so high, so very high, that the ugly little duckling felt a strange uneasiness come over him as he watched them. He went around and round in the water, like a wheel. Hecraned his neck to follow their course, and gave a cry so shrill and strange that he frightened himself. Oh! He could not forget them-those splendid, happy birds. When he could no longer seethem he dived to the very bottom. and when he came up again he was quite beside himself. He did not know what birds they were or whither they were bound, yet he loved them more than anything hehad ever loved before. It was not that he envied them, for how could he ever dare dream of wanting their marvelous beauty for himself? He would have been grateful if only the ducks would havetolerated him-the poor ugly creature.The winter grew cold - so bitterly cold that the duckling had to swim to and fro in the water to keep it from freezing over. But every night the holein which he swam kept getting smaller andsmaller. Then it froze so hard that the duckling had to paddle continuously to keep the crackling ice from closing in upon him. At last, too tired to move, he was frozen fast in the ice.Early that morning a farmer came by, and when he saw how things were he went out on the pond, broke away the ice with his wooden shoe, and carried the duckling home to his wife. There theduckling revived, but when the children wished to play with him he thought they meant to hurt him. Terrified, he fluttered into the milk pail,splashing the whole room with milk. The womanshrieked and threw up her hands as he flew into the butter tub, and then in and out of the meal barrel. Imagine what he looked like now! The woman screamed and lashed out at him with the firetongs. The children tumbled over each other as they tried to catch him, and they laughed and they shouted. Luckily the door was open, and the duckling escaped through it into the bushes, wherehe lay down, in the newly fallen snow, as if in a daze.But it would be too sad to tell of all the hardships and wretchedness he had to endure during this cruel winter. When the warm sun shone once more, the duckling was still alive among thereeds of the marsh. The larks began to sing again. It was beautiful springtime.Then, quite suddenly, he lifted his wings. They swept through the air much more strongly than before, and their powerful strokes carried him far. Before he quite knew what was happening, hefound himself in a great garden where apple trees bloomed. The lilacs filled the air with sweet scent and hung in clusters from long, green branches that bent over a winding stream. Oh, but itwas lovely here in the freshness of spring!From the thicket before him came three lovely white swans. They ruffledtheir feathers and swam lightly in the stream. The duckling recognized these noble creatures, and a strange feeling ofsadness came upon him."I shall fly near these royal birds, and they will peck me to bits because I, who am so very ugly, dare to go near them. But I don't care. Better bekilled by them than to be nipped by theducks, pecked by the hens, kicked about by the hen-yard girl, or suffer such misery in winter."So he flew into the water and swam toward the splendid swans. They saw him, and swept down upon him with their rustling feathers raised. "Kill me!" saidthe poor creature, and he bowed hishead down over the water to wait for death. But what did he see there, mirrored in the clear stream? He beheld his own image, and it was no longerthe reflection of a clumsy, dirty, gray bird,ugly and offensive. He himself was a swan! Being born in a duck yarddoes not matter, if only you are hatched from a swan's egg.He felt quite glad that he had come through so much trouble and misfortune, for now he had a fuller understanding of his own good fortune, and of beauty when he met with it. The great swansswam all around him and stroked him with their bills.Several little children came into the garden to throw grain and bits of bread upon the water. The smallest child cried, "Here's a new one," and the others rejoiced, "yes, a new one has come."They clapped their hands, danced around, and ran to bring their father and mother.And they threw bread and cake upon the water, while they all agreed, "The new one is the most handsome of all. He's so young and so good-looking." Theold swans bowed in his honor.Then he felt very bashful, and tucked his head under his wing. He did not know what this was all about. He felt so very happy, but he wasn't at all proud, for a good heart never grows proud.He thought about how he had been persecuted and scorned, and now heheard them all call him the most beautiful of all beautiful birds. The lilacs dipped their clusters into the stream beforehim, and the sun shone so warm and so heartening. He rustled hisfeathers and held his slender neck high, as he cried out with full heart: "I never dreamed there could be so much happiness,when I was the ugly duckling."感谢您的阅读，祝您生活愉快。

The ugly duckling场景1：丑小鸭的诞生（播放寂静山林）（一只鸭妈妈正在孵蛋，鸭妈妈在中间，其他小鸭子围蹲在妈妈身边）旁白：（音乐起的时候开始）It was a sunny and warm day.A mother duck lied in the stook. Waiting for the birth of her children.（抚摸着鸭蛋，鸭妈妈伸懒腰。

）旁白：（鸭妈妈伸完懒腰之后）Suddenly，The eggs moved and came out some duck.lings.小鸭子：mommy！ mommy！鸭妈妈： Oh，you are so lovely！（鸭妈妈和蔼地抚摸着小鸭子们，突然，一只小鸭子走出来惊讶地指着大蛋说）Duck 2： Mum，What’s this？ Why not crack？（鸭妈妈和小鸭子们围在蛋旁边，好奇地观察）旁白：After a long wait,then a big gray duckling came out.(突然，蛋动了起来，丑小鸭慢慢伸伸懒腰钻出来。

)丑小鸭： Hi，friends，nice to meet you！Hi，mommy，mommy！（大家仔细地看着它，先是非常惊奇，然后惊叫，两两地互相交头接耳。

）Duck 3 : Wow， his feather is gray，it’s too rube！Duck 4 : Her mouth is so big！Duck 5：She is so ugly！小鸭子：It’s an “ugly duckling”！鸭妈妈： Oh, whatever， you are all my good babies.（播放音乐《five little ducks》，鸭妈妈带领小鸭子们跳起了欢快的舞步。

）鸭妈妈： Are you hungry？小鸭子： Yes.鸭妈妈：I’m going to find some food，you canstay here and play games. OK？小鸭子： OK，see you ，mum.！鸭妈妈： See you！场景2：被排挤的丑小鸭（小鸭子一边排队型，旁白一边解说。

The ugly duckling 丑小鸭Mummy duck got one...two... Three...five...six...seven eggs.鸭妈妈产下了一个，两个，三个，四个，五个，六个，七个蛋。

Six little white eggs and...a big gray egg.六个是白色的蛋，有一个又大又黑。

Crack,one little yellow duckling!咔嚓，一只小黄鸭出来了！Crack,crack,two,three yellow ducklings.咔嚓，咔嚓，二，三只小黄鸭出来了！Crack,crack,crack,four,five,six little yellow ducklings!咔嚓，咔嚓，咔嚓，四只，五只，六只小黄鸭出来了！“one,two,three,four,five,six little yellow ducklings,”says mummy duck.“一，二，三，四，五，六只小黄鸭，”鸭妈妈说。

“but one egg is different.it’s big,it’s gray!”“但有一只蛋不同，它是大的，灰色的！”Crack!咔嚓！“mummy,he is big!”says a little duckling.“妈妈，他好大！”一只小鸭子说。

“mummy,he is gray!”says another little duckling.“妈妈，他是灰色的！”另一只小鸭子说。

“mummy,he is ugly!”says another little duckling.“妈妈，他好丑！”另外一只小鸭子说。

“yes,he is different,”says mummy duck,”but he is your brother!”“是的，他很不同,”鸭妈妈说，“但他是你们的兄弟！”Mummy duck and seven little ducklings are at the pond.鸭妈妈和七只小鸭子在池塘里游泳。

双语安徒生童话：TheUglyDuckling丑小鸭“你能够生蛋吗?”她问。

“不能!”“那么就请你不要发表意见。

”于是雄猫说：“你能拱起背，发出咪咪的叫声和迸出火花吗?”“不能!”“那么，当有理智的人在讲话的时候，你就没有发表意见的必要!”小鸭坐在一个墙角里，心情非常不好。

这时他想起了新鲜空气和太阳光。

他觉得有一种奇怪的渴望：他想到水里去游泳。

最后他实在忍不住了，就不得不把心事对母鸡说出来。

“你在起什么念头?”母鸡问。

“你没有事情可干，所以你才有这些怪想头。

你只要生几个蛋，或者咪咪地叫几声，那么你这些怪想头也就会没有了。

”“不过，在水里游泳是多么痛快呀!”小鸭说。

“让水淹在你的头上，往水底一钻，那是多么痛快呀!”“是的，那一定很痛快!”母鸡说，“你简直在发疯。

你去问问猫儿吧——在我所认识的一切朋友当中，他是最聪明的——你去问问他喜欢不喜欢在水里游泳，或者钻进水里去。

我先不讲我自己。

你去问问你的主人——那个老太婆——吧，世界上再也没有比她更聪明的人了!你以为她想去游泳，让水淹在她的头顶上吗?”“你们不了解我，”小鸭说。

“我们不了解你?那么请问谁了解你呢?你决不会比猫儿和女主人更聪明吧——我先不提我自己。

孩子，你不要自以为了不起吧!你现在得到这些照顾，你应该感谢上帝。

你现在到一个温暖的屋子里来，有了一些朋友，而且还可以向他们学习很多的东西，不是吗?不过你是一个废物，跟你在一起真不痛快。

你可以相信我，我对你说这些不好听的话，完全是为了帮助你呀。

只有这样，你才知道谁是你的真正朋友!请你注意学习生蛋，或者咪咪地叫，或者迸出火花吧!”“我想我还是走到广大的世界上去好，”小鸭说。

“好吧，你去吧!”母鸡说。

于是小鸭就走了。

他一会儿在水上游，一会儿钻进水里去;不过，因为他的样子丑，所有的动物都瞧不其他。

秋天到来了。

树林里的叶子变成了黄色和棕色。

风卷起它们，把它们带到空中飞舞，而空中是很冷的。

云块沉重地载着冰雹和雪花，低低地悬着。

The Ugly Duckling 丑小鸭It was so beautiful out on the country, it was summer- the wheat fields were golden, the oats were green, and down among the green meadows the hay was stacked. There the stork minced about on his red legs, clacking away in Egyptian, which was the language his mother had taught him. Round about thefield and meadow lands rose vast forests, in which deep lakes lay hidden. Yes,it was indeed lovely out there in the country.In the midst of the sunshine there stood an old manor house that had a deep moat around it. From the walls of the manor right down to the water's edgegreat burdock leaves grew, and there were some so tall that little children could stand upright beneath the biggest of them. In this wilderness of leaves, which was as dense as the forests itself, a duck sat on her nest, hatching her ducklings. She was becoming somewhat weary, because sitting is such a dull business and scarcely anyone came to see her. The other ducks would much rather swim in the moat than waddle out and squat under the burdock leaf to gossipwith her.But at last the eggshells began to crack, one after another. "Peep, peep!" said the little things, as they came to life and poked out their heads."Quack, quack!" said the duck, and quick as quick can be they all waddled outto have a look at the green world under the leaves. Their mother let them look as much as they pleased, because green is good for the eyes."How wide the world is," said all the young ducks, for they certainly had much more room now than they had when they were in their eggshells."Do you think this is the whole world?" their mother asked. "Why it extends on and on, clear across to the other side of the garden and right on into the parson's field, though that is further than I have ever been. I do hope you are all hatched," she said as she got up. "No, not quite all. The biggest egg still lies here. How much longer is this going to take? I am really rather tired ofit all," she said, but she settled back on her nest."Well, how goes it?" asked an old duck who came to pay her a call."It takes a long time with that one egg," said the duck on the nest. "It won't crack, but look at the others. They are the cutest little ducklings I've ever seen. They look exactly like their father, the wretch! He hasn't come to see me at all.""Let's have a look at the egg that won't crack," the old duck said. "It's a turkey egg, and you can take my word for it. I was fooled like that once myself. What trouble and care I had with those turkey children, for I may as well tell you, they are afraid of the water. I simply could not get them into it. I quacked and snapped at them, but it wasn't a bit of use. Let me see the egg. Certainly, it's a turkey egg. Let it lie, and go teach your other children to swim.""Oh, I'll sit a little longer. I've been at it so long already that I may aswell sit here half the summer.""Suit yourself," said the old duck, and away she waddled.At last the big egg did crack. "Peep," said the young one, and out he tumbled, but he was so big and ugly.The duck took a look at him. "That's a frightfully big duckling," she said. "He doesn't look the least like the others. Can he really be a turkey baby? Well, well! I'll soon find out. Into the water he shall go, even if I have to shove him in myself."Next day the weather was perfectly splendid, and the sun shone down on all the green burdock leaves. The mother duck led her whole family down to the moat. Splash! she took to the water. "Quack, quack," said she, and one duckling after another plunged in. The water went over their heads, but they came up in a flash, and floated to perfection. Their legs worked automatically, and theywere all there in the water. Even the big, ugly gray one was swimming along. "Why, that's no turkey," she said. "See how nicely he uses his legs, and how straight he holds himself. He's my very own son after all, and quite good-looking if you look at him properly. Quack, quack come with me. I'll lead you out into the world and introduce you to the duck yard. But keep close to me so that you won't get stepped on, and watch out for the cat!"Thus they sallied into the duck yard, where all was in an uproar because two families were fighting over the head of an eel. But the cat got it, after all. "You see, that's the way of the world." The mother duck licked her bill because she wanted the eel's head for herself. "Stir your legs. Bustle about, and mind that you bend your necks to that old duck over there. She's the noblest of us all, and has Spanish blood in her. That's why she's so fat. See that red rag around her leg? That's a wonderful thing, and the highest distinction a duckcan get. It shows that they don't want to lose her, and that she's to have special attention from man and beast. Shake yourselves! Don't turn your toes in.A well-bred duckling turns his toes way out, just as his father and mother do-this way. So then! Now duck your necks and say quack!"They did as she told them, but the other ducks around them looked on and said right out loud, "See here! Must we have this brood too, just as if thereweren't enough of us already? And-fie! what an ugly-looking fellow thatduckling is! We won't stand for him." One duck charged up and bit his neck. "Let him alone," his mother said. "He isn't doing any harm.""Possibly not," said the duck who bit him, "but he's too big and strange, and therefore he needs a good whacking.""What nice-looking children you have, Mother," said the old duck with the rag around her leg. "They are all pretty except that one. He didn't come out so well. It's a pity you can't hatch him again.""That can't be managed, your ladyship," said the mother. "He isn't so handsome, but he's as good as can be, and he swims just as well as the rest, or, I should say, even a little better than they do. I hope his looks will improve with age, and after a while he won't seem so big. He took too long in the egg, and that's why his figure isn't all that it should be." She pinched his neck and preenedhis feathers. "Moreover, he's a drake, so it won't matter so much. I think he will be quite strong, and I'm sure he will amount to something.""The other ducklings are pretty enough," said the old duck. "Now makeyourselves right at home, and if you find an eel's head you may bring it to me."So they felt quite at home. But the poor duckling who had been the last one out of his egg, and who looked so ugly, was pecked and pushed about and made fun of by the ducks, and the chickens as well. "He's too big," said they all. The turkey gobbler, who thought himself an emperor because he was born wearing spurs, puffed up like a ship under full sail and bore down upon him, gobbling and gobbling until he was red in the face. The poor duckling did not know where he dared stand or where he dared walk. He was so sad because he was so desperately ugly, and because he was the laughing stock of the whole barnyard. So it went on the first day, and after that things went from bad to worse. The poor duckling was chased and buffeted about by everyone. Even his own brothers and sisters abused him. "Oh," they would always say, "how we wish the cat would catch you, you ugly thing." And his mother said, "How I do wish you were miles away." The ducks nipped him, and the hens pecked him, and the girl who fed them kicked him with her foot.So he ran away; and he flew over the fence. The little birds in the bushes darted up in a fright. "That's because I'm so ugly," he thought, and closed his eyes, but he ran on just the same until he reached the great marsh where thewild ducks lived. There he lay all night long, weary and disheartened.When morning came, the wild ducks flew up to have a look at their new companion. "What sort of creature are you?" they asked, as the duckling turned in all directions, bowing his best to them all. "You are terribly ugly," they told him, "but that's nothing to us so long as you don't marry into our family."Poor duckling! Marriage certainly had never entered his mind. All he wanted was for them to let him lie among the reeds and drink a little water from the marsh. There he stayed for two whole days. Then he met two wild geese, or rather wild ganders-for they were males. They had not been out of the shell very long, and that's what made them so sure of themselves."Say there, comrade," they said, "you're so ugly that we have taken a fancy to you. Come with us and be a bird of passage. In another marsh near-by, there are some fetching wild geese, all nice young ladies who know how to quack. You are so ugly that you'll completely turn their heads."Bing! Bang! Shots rang in the air, and these two ganders fell dead among the reeds. The water was red with their blood. Bing! Bang! the shots rang, and as whole flocks of wild geese flew up from the reeds another volley crashed. A great hunt was in progress. The hunters lay under cover all around the marsh, and some even perched on branches of trees that overhung the reeds. Blue smoke rose like clouds from the shade of the trees, and drifted far out over the water.The bird dogs came splash, splash! through the swamp, bending down the reeds and the rushes on every side. This gave the poor duckling such a fright that he twisted his head about to hide it under his wing. But at that very moment a fearfully big dog appeared right beside him. His tongue lolled out of his mouth and his wicked eyes glared horribly. He opened his wide jaws, flashed his sharp teeth, and - splash, splash - on he went without touching the duckling. "Thank heavens," he sighed, "I'm so ugly that the dog won't even bother to bite me."He lay perfectly still, while the bullets splattered through the reeds as shot after shot was fired. It was late in the day before things became quiet again, and even then the poor duckling didn't dare move. He waited several hours before he ventured to look about him, and then he scurried away from that marsh as fast as he could go. He ran across field and meadows. The wind was so strong that he had to struggle to keep his feet.Late in the evening he came to a miserable little hovel, so ramshackle that it did not know which way to tumble, and that was the only reason it still stood. The wind struck the duckling so hard that the poor little fellow had to sit down on his tail to withstand it. The storm blew stronger and stronger, but the duckling noticed that one hinge had come loose and the door hung so crookedthat he could squeeze through the crack into the room, and that's just what he did.Here lived an old woman with her cat and her hen. The cat, whom she called "Sonny," could arch his back, purr, and even make sparks, though for that you had to stroke his fur the wrong way. The hen had short little legs, so she was called "Chickey Shortleg." She laid good eggs, and the old woman loved her as if she had been her own child.In the morning they were quick to notice the strange duckling. The cat began to purr, and the hen began to cluck."What on earth!" The old woman looked around, but she was short-sighted, and she mistook the duckling for a fat duck that had lost its way. "That was a good catch," she said. "Now I shall have duck eggs-unless it's a drake. We must try it out." So the duckling was tried out for three weeks, but not one egg did he lay.In this house the cat was master and the hen was mistress. They always said, "We and the world," for they thought themselves half of the world, and much the better half at that. The duckling thought that there might be more than one way of thinking, but the hen would not hear of it."Can you lay eggs?" she asked"No.""Then be so good as to hold your tongue."The cat asked, "Can you arch your back, purr, or make sparks?""No.""Then keep your opinion to yourself when sensible people are talking."The duckling sat in a corner, feeling most despondent. Then he remembered the fresh air and the sunlight. Such a desire to go swimming on the water possessed him that he could not help telling the hen about it."What on earth has come over you?" the hen cried. "You haven't a thing to do, and that's why you get such silly notions. Lay us an egg, or learn to purr, and you'll get over it.""But it's so refreshing to float on the water," said the duckling, "sorefreshing to feel it rise over your head as you dive to the bottom.""Yes, it must be a great pleasure!" said the hen. "I think you must have gone crazy. Ask the cat, who's the wisest fellow I know, whether he likes to swim or dive down in the water. Of myself I say nothing. But ask the old woman, our mistress. There's no one on earth wiser than she is. Do you imagine she wantsto go swimming and feel the water rise over her head?""You don't understand me," said the duckling."Well, if we don't, who would? Surely you don't think you are cleverer than the cat and the old woman-to say nothing of myself. Don't be so conceited, child. Just thank your Maker for all the kindness we have shown you. Didn't you getinto this snug room, and fall in with people who can tell you what's what? But you are such a numbskull that it's no pleasure to have you around. Believe me,I tell you this for your own good. I say unpleasant truths, but that's the only way you can know who are your friends. Be sure now that you lay some eggs. See to it that you learn to purr or to make sparks.""I think I'd better go out into the wide world," said the duckling."Suit yourself," said the hen.So off went the duckling. He swam on the water, and dived down in it, but still he was slighted by every living creature because of his ugliness.Autumn came on. The leaves in the forest turned yellow and brown. The wind took them and whirled them about. The heavens looked cold as the low clouds hung heavy with snow and hail. Perched on the fence, the raven screamed, "Caw, caw!" and trembled with cold. It made one shiver to think of it. Pity the poor little duckling!One evening, just as the sun was setting in splendor, a great flock of large, handsome birds appeared out of the reeds. The duckling had never seen birds so beautiful. They were dazzling white, with long graceful necks. They were swans. They uttered a very strange cry as they unfurled their magnificent wings to fly from this cold land, away to warmer countries and to open waters. They went up so high, so very high, that the ugly little duckling felt a strange uneasiness come over him as he watched them. He went around and round in the water, like a wheel. He craned his neck to follow their course, and gave a cry so shrill and strange that he frightened himself. Oh! He could not forget them-those splendid, happy birds. When he could no longer see them he dived to the very bottom. and when he came up again he was quite beside himself. He did not know what birds they were or whither they were bound, yet he loved them more than anything he had ever loved before. It was not that he envied them, for how could he everdare dream of wanting their marvelous beauty for himself? He would have been grateful if only the ducks would have tolerated him-the poor ugly creature. The winter grew cold - so bitterly cold that the duckling had to swim to andfro in the water to keep it from freezing over. But every night the hole in which he swam kept getting smaller and smaller. Then it froze so hard that the duckling had to paddle continuously to keep the crackling ice from closing in upon him. At last, too tired to move, he was frozen fast in the ice.Early that morning a farmer came by, and when he saw how things were he went out on the pond, broke away the ice with his wooden shoe, and carried the duckling home to his wife. There the duckling revived, but when the children wished to play with him he thought they meant to hurt him. Terrified, he fluttered into the milk pail, splashing the whole room with milk. The woman shrieked and threw up her hands as he flew into the butter tub, and then in and out of the meal barrel. Imagine what he looked like now! The woman screamed and lashed out at him with the fire tongs. The children tumbled over each other as they tried to catch him, and they laughed and they shouted. Luckily the door was open, and the duckling escaped through it into the bushes, where he lay down, in the newly fallen snow, as if in a daze.But it would be too sad to tell of all the hardships and wretchedness he had to endure during this cruel winter. When the warm sun shone once more, the duckling was still alive among the reeds of the marsh. The larks began to sing again. It was beautiful springtime.Then, quite suddenly, he lifted his wings. They swept through the air much more strongly than before, and their powerful strokes carried him far. Before he quite knew what was happening, he found himself in a great garden where apple trees bloomed. The lilacs filled the air with sweet scent and hung in clusters from long, green branches that bent over a winding stream. Oh, but it waslovely here in the freshness of spring!From the thicket before him came three lovely white swans. They ruffled their feathers and swam lightly in the stream. The duckling recognized these noble creatures, and a strange feeling of sadness came upon him."I shall fly near these royal birds, and they will peck me to bits because I, who am so very ugly, dare to go near them. But I don't care. Better be killed by them than to be nipped by the ducks, pecked by the hens, kicked about by the hen-yard girl, or suffer such misery in winter."So he flew into the water and swam toward the splendid swans. They saw him, and swept down upon him with their rustling feathers raised. "Kill me!" said the poor creature, and he bowed his head down over the water to wait for death. But what did he see there, mirrored in the clear stream? He beheld his own image, and it was no longer the reflection of a clumsy, dirty, gray bird, ugly and offensive. He himself was a swan! Being born in a duck yard does not matter, if only you are hatched from a swan's egg.He felt quite glad that he had come through so much trouble and misfortune, for now he had a fuller understanding of his own good fortune, and of beauty whenhe met with it. The great swans swam all around him and stroked him with their bills.Several little children came into the garden to throw grain and bits of bread upon the water. The smallest child cried, "Here's a new one," and the others rejoiced, "yes, a new one has come." They clapped their hands, danced around, and ran to bring their father and mother.And they threw bread and cake upon the water, while they all agreed, "The new one is the most handsome of all. He's so young and so good-looking." The old swans bowed in his honor.Then he felt very bashful, and tucked his head under his wing. He did not know what this was all about. He felt so very happy, but he wasn't at all proud, for a good heart never grows proud. He thought about how he had been persecuted and scorned, and now he heard them all call him the most beautiful of all beautiful birds. The lilacs dipped their clusters into the stream before him, and the sun shone so warm and so heartening. He rustled his feathers and held his slender neck high, as he cried out with full heart: "I never dreamed there could be so much happiness, when I was the ugly duckling."The Snowman That Hope to WalkThe Snowman That Hope to WalkThere was a snowman standing in the front yard of a big house. "It's too bright!" Snowman muttered to himself. "Be patient. The sun is going down." An old dog said sticking his head out of his house.Soon, night fell. Snowman asked, "What's that up in the sky?" "It's the Moon. Well, you don't know about the Moon because you were just born today." The Moon was beautifully radiant in the dark. The branches of trees with snow crystal flowers were swaying in the wind."Oh, it's cold. Maybe it will get warm after the sun comes up." The old dog grumbled. "Do you like being warm?" The Snowman asked. "Yes. Look at that room in the bottom of the house. It's the master's room where I used to stay. There was a time I was loved by the master when I was a little puppy. Children patted on my head and gave me delicious food, but I grew up too quickly.""I can see a light. That light makes my heart beat." "It's a fireplace.If you sit right next to the fireplace, you will feel warm and comfortable." "Why did you leave the house?" "I was kicked out because I bit the heel of a child." "Why?" "He took my food away and annoyed me."It was mild the next day. "I wish I could walk like you and go next to the fireplace." "No way. If you go close to the fireplace, you will melt away." "Melt away?" "Yes, you'll melt away soon, and then, you will evaporate and disappear. " The next day was also mild. Some snow melted away and vanished because of the sunlight. The snowman was getting smaller and smaller, too. Snowman did not say anything.Four days passed. The snow melted, so one of Snowman's eyes fell down to the ground. Snowman barely opened his mouth. "I wish I could walk far away." "Don't worry. The sun will help you." The old dog said. "How" "He will help you to become water and to flow far away along the stream I have seen several times that many of your brothers flowed away like that."It was noon. The Snowman crumbled down on the ground. The broomstick that used to be the Snowman's backbone, is now visible. Its other eye which was made by cloth, fell down to the ground too. "Snowman must have missed something warm and comfortable." The old dog muttered to himself sadly.Ole Luk-Oie 梦神THERE is nobody in the world who knows so many stories as Ole-Luk-Oie, or who can relate them so nicely. In the evening, while the children are seated at the table or in their little chairs, he comes up the stairs very softly, for he walks in his socks, then he opens the doors without the slightest noise, and throws a small quantity of very fine dust in their eyes, just enough to prevent them from keeping them open, and so they do not see him. Then he creeps behind them, and blows softly upon their necks, till their heads begin to droop. But Ole-Luk-Oie does not wish to hurt them, for he is very fond of children, and only wants them to be quiet that he may relate to them pretty stories, and they never are quiet until they are in bed and asleep. As soon as they are asleep, Ole-Luk-Oie seats himself upon the bed. He is nicely dressed; his coat is made of silken stuff; it is impossible to say of what color, for it changes from green to red, and from red to blue as he turns from side to side. Under each arm he carries an umbrella; one of them, with pictures on the inside, he spreads over the good children, and then they dream the most beautiful stories the whole night. But the other umbrella has no pictures, and this he holds over the naughty children so that they sleep heavily, and wake in the morning without having dreamed at all.Now we shall hear how Ole-Luk-Oie came every night during a whole week to the little boy named Hjalmar, and what he told him. There were seven stories, as there are seven days in the week.Monday“NOW pay attention,” said Ole-Luk-Oie, in the evening, when Hjalmar was in bed, “and I will decorate the room.”Immediately all the flowers in the flower-pots became large trees, with long branches reaching to the ceiling, and stretching along the walls, so that the whole room was like a greenhouse. All the branches were loaded with flowers, each flower as beautiful and as fragrant as a rose; and, had any one tasted them, he would have found them sweeter even than jam. The fruit glittered like gold, and there were cakes so full of plums that they were nearly bursting. It was incomparably beautiful. At the same time sounded dismal moans from the table-drawer in which lay Hjalmar’s school books.“What can that be now?” said Ole-Luk-Oie, going to the table and pulling out the drawer.It was a slate, in such distress because of a false number in the sum, that it had almost broken itself to pieces. The pencil pulled and tugged at its string as if it were a little dog that wanted to help, but could not.And then came a moan from Hjalmar’s copy-book. Oh, it was quite terrible to hear! On each leaf stood a row of capital letters, every one having a small letter by its side. This formed a copy; under these were other letters, which Hjalmar had written: they fancied they looked like the copy, but they weremistaken; for they were leaning on one side as if they intended to fall overthe pencil-lines.“See, this is the way you should hold yourselves,” said the copy. “Look here, you should slope thus, with a graceful curve.”“Oh, we are very willing to do so, but we cannot,” said Hjalmar’s letters; “we are so wretchedly made.”“You must be scratched out, then,” said Ole-Luk-Oie.“Oh, no!” they cried, and then they stood up so gracefully it was quite a pleasure to look at them.“Now we must give up our stories, and exercise these letters,” said Ole-Luk-Oie; “One, two—one, two—” So he drilled them till they stood up gracefully, and looked as beautiful as a copy could look. But after Ole-Luk-Oie was gone, and Hjalmar looked at them in the morning, they were as wretched and as awkward as ever.TuesdayAS soon as Hjalmar was in bed, Ole-Luk-Oie touched, with his little magic wand, all the furniture in the room, which immediately began to chatter, and each article only talked of itself.Over the chest of drawers hung a large picture in a gilt frame, representing a landscape, with fine old trees, flowers in the grass, and a broad stream, which flowed through the wood, past several castles, far out into the wild ocean.Ole-Luk-Oie touched the picture with his magic wand, and immediately the birds commenced singing, the branches of the trees rustled, and the clouds moved across the sky, casting their shadows on the landscape beneath them. Then Ole-Luk-Oie lifted little Hjalmar up to the frame, and placed his feet in the picture, just on the high grass, and there he stood with the sun shining down upon him through the branches of the trees. He ran to the water, and seated himself in a little boat which lay there, and which was painted red and white. The sails glittered like silver, and six swans, each with a golden circletround its neck, and a bright blue star on its forehead, drew the boat past the green wood, where the trees talked of robbers and witches, and the flowers of beautiful little elves and fairies, whose histories the butterflies had related to them. Brilliant fish, with scales like silver and gold, swam after the boat, sometimes making a spring and splashing the water round them, while birds, red and blue, small and great, flew after him in two long lines. The gnats danced round them, and the cockchafers cried “Buz, buz.” They all wanted to follow Hjalmar, and all had some story to tell him. It was a most pleasant sail. Sometimes the forests were thick and dark, sometimes like a beautiful garden, gay with sunshine and flowers; then he passed great palaces of glass and of marble, and on the balconies stood princesses, whose faces were those of little girls whom Hjalmar knew well, and had often played with. One of them held out her hand, in which was a heart made of sugar, more beautiful than any confectioner ever sold. As Hjalmar sailed by, he caught hold of one side of the sugar heart, and held it fast, and the princess held fast also, so that it。

【安徒生童话】安徒生童话哇哇报哇哇报（The Ugly Duckling）是丹麦作家安徒生所著的童话之一，讲述了一只小丑鸭因为自己长相丑陋而遭受欺凌和孤立，但最终在成长和变得美丽后，找到真正属于自己的家。

故事开始，小丑鸭被孵化出来，却发现自己的身体和其他小鸭完全不同，长相奇丑无比，引来其他鸭子的嘲笑和排挤。

小丑鸭因此感到非常孤独和不幸，常常在夜晚默默哭泣。

在这片孤独的天地里，小丑鸭开始寻找自己的归属。

他来到了深沉的树林中，寻觅自己的家。

在树林中，他遇到了其他能够与他相似的鸟，但他们都没有认可他，小丑鸭只好继续孤独的旅程。

在大雪纷飞的严冬之中，小丑鸭穷困潦倒地找到了一个农民的家，并住了一段时间。

但是，由于他的难看形象，农民们都将他当成笑柄，甚至就在他附近鸡窝前搭了一个火堆，使得小丑鸭不得不逃离这里。

在百般的折磨和孤独中，小丑鸭一再想着自己的归途。

终于，在春天的阳光下，小丑鸭发现自己在经过漫长的成长后，身上长出了华丽的白色羽毛。

这诱人的变化彻底改变了他的命运。

他在发现自己的美丽后，开始在自己的同类中寻找自己的归属。

他来到了一个大湖，和那里的美丽天鹅中发现了自己长相相似的，自己的归属。

最终，小丑鸭变成了美丽的天鹅，寻找到了自己真正的家。

他在天鹅池旁，与一群白鹤玩耍，感到自己已经真正的归属在这里，过上了幸福快乐的生活。

安徒生的哇哇报童话通过小丑鸭自身的经历，抒发了孤独、迷茫、归属等情感。

故事表达了一个人必须先成为自己，然后才能在社会中找到真正的归属的思想。

小丑鸭的成功经历为每一个独立思考和不同于其他人的人士提供了勇气和指引。

七阅读故事 The ugly duckling,回答问题I.The Ugly Duckling(丑小鸭)The mother duck had eight little yellow ducklings, but one of them was different from the others. They called him ugly duckling.“You are an ugly duckling, ”the other ducklings said. “You don’t look like us. We don’t want to play with you. ”“You have made fun of me since I was born, ”the poor duckling said sadly(难过地). “You have hurt(伤害)me for years! I don’t want to stay here any more. ”So he left(离开)them and tried to find a happy place. Finally, he came to a lake. Many beautiful swans(天鹅)were there. The ugly duckling swam to them.“Hello, little one. I’ve never seen you before. Where are you from? ”One of the swans saw him and asked.“Hello, I came from a place far away. I walked a long way. Now I’m tired. Can I join you? ”“Sure, you are welcome, my dear child, ”the swan answered.“You’re just one of us! ”The ugly duckling was very happy, but a little surprised. He looked at himself in the clear water. Instead of(代替)an ugly duckling, he saw a beautiful swan. It was himself!He became the most beautiful swan of them all.根据短文内容, 判断正误(T/F)。