类别：经典英文小说 点击次数：808 作者： E. A. Gillie
简介：Barbara entered the nursery with rather a worried look on her face. Aunt Anne is coming to-morrow, children, she announced.To-morrow! exclaimed a fair-haired boy, rising from the window-seat. Oh, I sa...
类别：儿童英文小说 点击次数：808 作者： Erin Hunter 艾琳·亨特
简介：一位邪恶的影族新族长在森林中崛起，他一门心思要向雷族报仇雪恨。不过他并不是唯一的威胁：另一种野蛮凶狠的动物在丛林中纵横肆虐，并时常出现在火心的噩梦里。火心，这位年轻的族长代表，能在强敌环伺中保卫他的同胞吗？...
类别：英文短篇小说 点击次数：806 作者： 未知
简介：This book was not written in order to catch popular favor at this time of revolution in the Ottoman empire. All except the concluding chapter was prepared some time before the 24th of July, 1908, and ...
类别：英文短篇小说 点击次数：806 作者： 未知
简介：Mickey ORooney and Fred Munson were stretched on the Apache blanket, carefully watching the eyes of the wild beast whenever they showed themselves, and had been talking in guarded tones. The Irishman ...
类别：英文短篇小说 点击次数：805 作者： Louisa May Alcott
简介：Mamma began it by calling her rosy, dimpled, year-old baby Cupid, and as he grew up the name became more and more appropriate, for the pretty boy loved every one, every one loved him, and he made thos...
类别：儿童英文小说 点击次数：805 作者： 小霍雷肖·阿尔杰 Horatio Alger Jr.
简介：Clip, as may be inferred, was a negro boy, now turned of fourteen, who for four years had been attached to the service of Richard Burton, a ranchman, whose farm lay on a small stream tributary to the ...
类别：儿童英文小说 点击次数：805 作者： 未知
简介：In all his short life Whitefoot the Wood Mouse never had spent such a happy winter. Whitefoot is one of those wise little people who never allow unpleasant things of the past to spoil their present ha...
类别：英文短篇小说 点击次数：804 作者： 未知
简介：In the present volume will be found twenty stories from early writers for children, the period being roughly 1790 to 1830, with three later and more sophisticated efforts added. Having so recently mad...
类别：英文短篇小说 点击次数：804 作者： James Joyce詹姆斯·乔伊斯
简介：Strings in the earth and airMake music sweet;Strings by the river whereThe willows meet....
类别：英文短篇小说 点击次数：804 作者： 未知
简介：AD you not better go on a little faster with your work, Polly? said Minnie Wingfield, glancing up for a minute from her own, over which her little fingers had been busily moving, and from which she no...
