人教版最后一课中英对照（ThelastlessonintheEnglishEdition）.doc
人教版最后一课中英对照(The last lesson in the English
Edition)
last lesson
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杭州春游>三杯鸡的正宗做法
When I went to school that morning, I went very late, and I was afrai d that Mr. Han wou 1 d sco 1 d me. Besides, he had said he would ask us for participles, but I could not speak a single word.
I don，t want to go to school. Let's play in the wild.
It's so warm and sunny!
Thrush singing at the edge of the woods: the meadow behind the sawmill, Prussian soldiers
arc practicing. The picture is much more interesting than word usage; but I also guanzhuziji, hurried to the school.
When I went through the town hall, saw many people standing in front of the bulletin board. In recent years, we arc all bad news coming out from there, then, all battle, command command. I did not stop. I thought only to mylf, 〃what's the matter again?””
The blacksmith, Wasit, took his apprentice to the notice, and when he saw mo running in the square, he shouted to me, 〃don't be so quick, boy, you have time to get to school.〃！〃入党宣誓词
I think he was making fun of me and got out of his way to Mr. Han，s yard.
On weekdays, when school begins, there is always a commotion, just
to hear it on the street. Start the school table, turn off the desk, we are afraid of noisy, covered with ears, loudly endorment
There is a teacher with a big iron ruler
路由器接交换机knocking on the table a "quiet, quiet ......... 〃
I was going to take a commotion and sneak into my at: but on that day, everything had quiet, like a Sunday morning. Through the open window I saw the students in their ats; and Monsieur Hame 1,
under his arm, with the terrible iron ruler. I had to push the door open and walk into the quiet classroom in front of everyone. You
can imagine how red I was and how worried my heart was!
But nothing at all. Monsieur Hame 1 looked at me and said very gently: 〃go and sit down, small Fulangshi, we were going to begin without you. 〃
As soon as I jumped over the bench, I sat down. My heart calmed down a little, I noticed that our teacher had on his beautiful
green coat, which ruffled the tie, wearing the black silk embroidered hat. This t of clothe
s, he only in the inspection and prize day wear. And the whole classroom has an unusual, rious atmosphere. What surprid me most, behind a few empty row always
sat on the bench of many people in the town, they also like us. The old man Hao old man, wearing his hat, the ex mayor, the ex postman, and others besides. Everyone looked sad. Hao big primer with a Book broken, he open the book, the book stand on his knee, with his
great spectacles askew.
有心事不能诉说的句子
I saw the circumstances are surprid, Monsieur Hamel had sat on the chair, I just like to talk, and soft and solemnly said to
us: 〃my children, this is the last time I teach you. The order has come from Berlin, the schools of Alsace and Lorraine to teach only german. The new teacher will arrive tomorrow. Today is your last lesson in French. I hope you will study hard.〃
I heard the words, my heart very sad, ah, tho bad guys, they put up at the town hall,
the original is such a thing!
My last lesson in French!
I can hardly write a composition! I can，t learn French any more! Is that all right? I haven，t Study hard, open class to find the nest, or sliding on the saar ............. How regretful I am to think
of it! I have the textbooks, grammar, history, just now I feel so bored, so heavy, and now it ems like an old friend of mine, reluctant to part with them. And Mr. Han, too. He was about to leave, and I could never e him again! Think of the, I forget him for my punishment, forget my next ruler.
Poor man!
He put on his beautiful gown in memory of the last lesson! Now I e why the old people in the town are sitting in the classroom. It emed to me that they regretted not having come to school so often. In this way they thanked our teacher for 40 years of his loyal r
vice to show his respect for the lost territory.
As I was thinking of it, I heard the teacher calling me by name.
It was my turn to recite. God, if I can say that famous, difficult participle from beginning to end, loud, clear and without a single mistake, I' 11 take it at any cost. I might have been confud by
the first few words,
I had to stand there and shake, and I felt so mirable that I could not lift my head. I heard Mr. Hamel speak to me:
〃I don，t blame you, you must be Fulangshi small, hard enough. Here you are. People think so every day: "forget it, there，s plenty of time, and it's not too late to study tomorrow. 〃 Now, look at our results. Alas, we must put our study aside till tomorrow, which is the greatest misfortune for the people of Alsace. Now tho guys have a reason to say, 'what? You say you' re French, you don，t even speak your own language, you ca
n，t write it? However, the poor little Fulangshi, you are not a fault, we all have many places to blame himlf. 〃
