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Andersen's Fairy Tales-The Little Duke
Andersen's Fairy Tales —— A Brief Introduction to the Author of The Little Duke

Andersen was born in a shoemaker's family in Denmark on 1805. When I was young, I was an apprentice, studied tailoring and went to a poor school. He went to Copenhagen University on 1828.

Andersen wrote novels, plays, travel notes and poems, but his greatest talent was in the creation of fairy tales. His first collection of fairy tales, Children's Tales, was published in 1835. Generations of people all over the world have spent a happy childhood reading classic fairy tales such as The Daughter of the Sea, The Little Match Girl, The Emperor's New Clothes, Snow White, The Ugly Duckling and Princess, and Peas by Andersen.

Andersen wrote more than 160 fairy tales in his life, and his works were translated into more than 80 languages. His works reflect the miserable life of the poor with wonderful fantasy, profound wisdom and humorous satire, satirize the fatuity and flattery of the rulers and their vassals, laugh at the ignorance and femininity of the rich, and praise the ideals and beliefs of truth, goodness and beauty, which have been deeply loved by children and adults all over the world for more than 100 years.

Andersen's fairy tales-the story content of the little duke

Yes, that's the little duke. His name is not a real duke; But before he spoke, he called himself Duke. His name should be "Gail"-it's good to know that. Now he has to take care of his sister Gustavo and review his lessons by himself. But it is not easy to do these two things at the same time. The poor child held his little sister in his lap and sang her some songs that he could sing. At the same time, he also wants to read the geography book spread out in front of him. Before tomorrow comes, he must remember the names of all the cities belonging to Ceylon parish and know everything people should know about them.

Sjaeland is an archipelago in eastern Denmark. The area is 75 14 square kilometers.

Now his mother is back, because she has been outside. She picked up little Gustavo. Duke ran to the window and read so hard that he was almost blind because it was getting dark. But his mother has no money to buy candles.

"The old woman washing clothes is coming from the street," said her mother, who was looking out of the window. "She can't even walk, and she has to fetch a bucket of water from the well. Be a good boy, Duke, and help the old lady! "

The duke immediately ran to help her. But when he returned to his room, it was already dark. They can't afford candles; He had to go to bed, but his bed was an old bench. He lay there, thinking about his geography class: everything that Ceylon parish and teachers said. He should have studied hard first, but now he can't. So he had to put the geography textbook under his pillow, because he heard that it could help people remember the text, but this method was not necessarily reliable.

He lay there, thinking a lot. Suddenly he felt someone kissing his eyes and mouth. He seems to be asleep, but he seems not to be asleep. He felt that the old washerwoman's gentle eyes were looking at him and said to him:

"It would be a pity if you can't remember your homework tomorrow! You helped me, and I should help you now. Our God always helps people! "

Duke's book rustled under his head at once.

"Ji ke-Ricky! Goo! Hey! " It turned out that an old hen ran out-and it was a chicken. "I am a pig hen," it said.

So it told him how many people lived in that small town, and there was a war there-although it was really nothing to mention.

"In cribb, in cribb, jump!" There are some things left. This is a woodcarving sparrow-a parrot that won the bird shooting competition in Risto. It says the number of residents there is equal to a nail in its body. It is very proud. "Dorval lives near me. Jump! I slept so comfortably! "

Chage is a small town near Chage Bay in Denmark.

(2) 1 677 June1day, the Danish fleet defeated the Swedish fleet in Chage Bay. But King Louis XIV of France refused to let Denmark win any victory. Maybe that's why it is not worth mentioning here.

(3) Bristol (Praesto) is a small town in Denmark, and there is a nyso farm near it. The sculptor Dawson once lived here.

But now the little duke is no longer lying in bed, and suddenly he gets on a horse. Run! Run! Jump! Jump! The horse is galloping. A well-dressed knight, wearing a shiny helmet and slender feathers, sat him in front of the saddle. Through the forest, they came to the ancient city of Wadingburg (1)-this is a very busy big city. There are many towers in the palace; Lights shone through the window of the tower, where there were songs and dances. King Valdemar and many beautiful ladies-in-waiting have been dancing. By this time it was already dawn. When the sun came out, the whole city and the palace sank, and those towers disappeared one by one. In the end, only one tower stood on the mountain where the original palace was located. The city looks small and shabby. The students came with books under their arms and said, "Two thousand residents." But this is not true, because in fact there are not so many people.

The little duke lay in bed, as if dreaming. I'm not dreaming. But there was a man standing next to him.

"The little duke! Little Duke! " The voice said. This is a sailor-a rather small figure, as small as a naval student, but he is not a naval student. "My special representative Cossoul salutes you-this is a developing city, an active city with steamboats and mail cars. Everyone used to say ugly, but this is not the case now. "

"I live by the sea," said Cossoul. "I have a road and an amusement park. I produced a poet (2), who is very humorous-this is rare for ordinary poets. Once I really wanted to send a boat out to travel around the world. But I didn't do it, although I could. My smell is very fragrant, because many of the most beautiful roses are in bloom near my city gate. "

(1) In the era of King Valdemar, Waldingburg was a very important Danish city. Now only the ruins of the palace are left.

② Bergson (Baggesen, 1764 ~ 1826). He is Andersen's favorite poet. #p# Subtitle #e#

The little duke looked at it; It is red and green in his eyes. When all these colors disappeared, a slope covered with trees appeared on the clear bay nearby. There is a beautiful old church above, with two high spires at the top. A spring water flowed out of the mountain, making a gurgling sound. An old king sat nearby with a golden crown on his long hair. This is the "King Herod by the Spring"-now people call it Roskind Town. All the kings and queens in Denmark, wearing golden crowns on their heads, walked hand in hand to the ancient church on this mountain. So the organ on the piano floor played and the spring gurgled. Duke saw these sights and heard these voices.

"Please don't forget the provinces of this kingdom!" King Shiloh said.

Everything disappeared at once. Yes, what have they become? It's like turning a page. Now there is an old peasant woman here. "She is a weeding peasant woman. She's from Rosso-even the market here has been zoned out. She wore a gray apron around her head and shoulders. The apron is wet. It must have rained.

"Yes, it rained for a while!" She said. She knows many interesting fragments in Holberg's plays and everything about Waldemar and absalon. But she suddenly squatted down and shook her head, as if to jump up. "Quack!" She said. "It's raining! It is raining! Sulo is as silent as a grave! " Now she has become a frog-"Quack!" In a short time, she became an old woman again.

(1) Heror (Hroar) is a legendary king in Denmark, living in the second half of the fifth century. It is said that he founded the town of Roskill. This town was the capital of Denmark until 1445, and many Danish kings and queens were buried in the chapel here.

(2) Solo is a small town founded in12nd century, where the great Danish playwright Holberg founded the famous Solo Academy. Andersen studied here.

③ absalon (1123 ~1201) was a Danish general and politician who conquered Estonia.

"One should dress according to the weather!" She said. "It's raining! It is raining! The city where I live is like a bottle. You go in through the cork, and then you have to come out of the bottle! There used to be some catfish in it, but now there are some red-faced children in it. They learned a lot-Hebrew, Greek-quack-quack! "

Like the croak of a frog, or the sound of someone walking through a swamp in a pair of big boots; It's always the same tune, boring and annoying. It makes little Duke want to have a good sleep, and a good sleep is the best.

Even in this kind of sleep, I am actually dreaming-or like dreaming. His little sister Gustavo, with blue eyes and blond curly hair, suddenly became a slim young lady. She has no wings, but she can fly. Now they fly to Reims together, flying over green forests and blue lakes.

"Did you hear the cock crow? Little duke? Gee, one gram, one mile and one base! Many hens fly out of the cage! You can have a chicken farm-a big chicken farm! You won't starve and freeze! As the saying goes, you can shoot parrots; You will be a rich and happy person! Your house will soar into the sky, just like the tower of King Valdema. It will be decorated with many beautiful marble statues, just like those moved from Bristol. Know what I mean? Your name will travel around the world like a ship from Cossoul. At the same time in Rothschild-please don't forget these cities! " King Shiloh said. "Little duke, you will say smart and wise words. When you finally walk into the grave, you will sleep peacefully-"

"I seem to be lying in Suluo!" The little duke said that he was awake. It's a sunny morning. He can't remember the dream at all. But this is not necessary, because one does not need to know what will happen in the future.

Now he jumped out of bed and read his book; Soon he will know all the lessons. The old woman who washed clothes put her head into the door and nodded to him in a friendly way and said:

"Good boy, thank you for your help yesterday! May God make your dream come true! "

Little Duke doesn't know what dream he had, but God knows!

( 1847)

This short story was first published in New Fairy Tales. Andersen's mother is a poor washerwoman. Some plots of this short story come from memories of her. The author wrote in his notes: "Some plots in this story relate to my childhood memories." Of course, Andersen himself was also involved. "Your name will travel around the world like a ship from Cossoul. Also in Rothschild-please don't forget these cities! Herold German king's voice said, "Little Duke, you will say something smart and rational. When you finally walk into the grave, you will sleep peacefully. "This also shows Andersen's mood when he was engaged in fairy tale creation.

Andersen's Fairy Tales-The Little Duke