03 A Child's Dream of a Star

03 A Child's Dream of a Star

2016-07-05    02'26''

主播: 白鲸2016

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介绍:
A Child’s Dream of a Star There was once a child and he liked to go for a walk, and thought of a number of things. He had an elder sister, who was a child, too, and she was his constant companion. These two used to wonder all day long. They wondered at the beauty of the flowers; and they wondered at the height and blueness of the sky; and they wondered at the depth of the blue water; and they wondered at who made the lovely world. They used to say to one another sometimes that if all the children on earth were to die, would the flowers, and the water, and the sky be sorry? They believed they would be sorry, for, they thought, the buds were the children of the flowers; and the little playful streams that gamboled down the hillsides were the children of the water; and the smallest bright spots playing at hide-and-seek in the sky all night, must surely be the children of the stars; and they would all be heart-broken to see their playmates, the children of man, no more. There was one clear shining star that used to come out in the sky before the rest, near the tip of tower of the church, above the graves. It was larger and more beautiful, they thought, than all others. And every night they watched for it, standing hand in hand at the window. Whoever saw it first, cried out, “I see the star!” And often they cried out together, knowing so well when it would rise, and where. So they grew to be such friends with it. Before lying down in their beds, they always looked out once again to greet it good night. And when they were turning around to sleep, they used to say, “God bless the star!” But while the sister was still very young, oh very, very young, she drooped, and came to be so weak that she could no longer stand in the window at night; and then the child looked sadly out by himself. And when he saw the star, he turned round and said to the patient with a pale face on the bed, “I see the star!” and then a smile would come upon the face, and a little weak voice used to say, “God bless my brother and the star!”