Putois
类别：英文短篇小说 点击次数：946 作者： 未知
简介：This garden of our childhood, said Monsieur Bergeret, this garden that one could pace off in twenty steps, was for us a whole world, full of smiles and surprises.Lucien, do you recall Putois? asked Zo...
类别：英文短篇小说 点击次数：474 作者： 未知
简介：ONSIEUR BERGERET was seated at table taking his frugal evening meal. Riquet lay at his feet on a tapestry cushion. Riquet had a religious soul; he rendered divine honours to mankind. He regarded his m...
类别：英文短篇小说 点击次数：460 作者： 未知
简介：As I left the Palais-Bourbon at five oclock that afternoon, it rejoiced my heart to breathe in the sunny air. The sky was bland, the river gleamed, the foliage was fresh and green. Everything seemed t...
类别：英文短篇小说 点击次数：701 作者： Anatole France
简介：FANCHON went early one morning, like Little Red Riding-Hood, to see her grandmother, who lives right at the other end of the village. But Fanchon did not stop like little Red Riding-Hood, to gather nu...
类别：英文短篇小说 点击次数：416 作者： 未知
简介：In those days Balthasar, whom the Greeks called Saracin, reigned in Ethiopia. He was black, but comely of countenance. He had a simple soul and a generous heart The third year of his reign, which was ...
类别：英文短篇小说 点击次数：516 作者： Anatole France
简介：Flicie Nanteuil, her hair powdered, with blue on her eyelids, rouge on her cheeks and ears, and white on her neck and shoulders, was holding out her foot to Madame Michon, the dresser, who was fitting...
类别：英文短篇小说 点击次数：543 作者： 未知
简介：My father, Andrei Petrovitch Grineff, after having served in his youth under Count Mnich,[1] quitted the service, in the year 17, with the rank of senior major. He settled down upon his estate in the ...
类别：英文短篇小说 点击次数：531 作者： 未知
简介：The wind, storming up from the sea, beat against the frail little wooden building till every rafter creaked and groaned. The canvas sides flapped and strained madly at the imprisoning ropes. Those han...
类别：英文短篇小说 点击次数：490 作者： 未知
简介：The slanting rays of the afternoon sun, unusually powerful for the time of year, lay warmly on the southern slopes of a tiny spur of the Little Atlas Mountains, glowing redly on the patches of bare ea...