小學(xué)英語閱讀之第十七篇

　　There was an inkstand on the desk in a poet's room. Some strange sounds came out of the bottle. "How amazing! Anything can come out of that inkstand."

　　The inkstand was proud of herself when she heard that. "Yes, I am unbelievable." The inkstand told this to a feather pen and other writing materials. "Sometimes, even I am amazed by what comes out of me. One drop of me is enough to fill half a piece of paper."

　　The inkstand had no idea what was inside of her. But she thought she had everything. "Don't you think about yourself at all? If you had a chance to think abort who you really are, you would have found out that the only thing that you can do is drop ink." The feather pen said that he was the one who wrote on the paper. The inkstand and the feather pen had an argument. "You idiot, the poet can write his poems only because of me." The feather pen said that the only thing the inkstand can do is give him ink. They kept arguing.

　　"Inkstand! You don't know anything. Peo cannot write without a pen." "Without me, you are just a shabby little bird feather." The feather pen laughed at the inkstand.

　　At that moment, the poet came back from a concert. He opened the inkstand to write a poem. He started to write about the fantastic violin performance of that night. "The sound of the violin was just magnificent. But peo think it is easy to play the violin."

　　The poet had a different opinion from those of other peo. He wrote that the wonderful violin performance was because of the player's ability. Neither the inkstand nor the feather pen could recognize that their abilities were all precious until then. They are a gift from God.

　　Feather Pen和Inkstand

　　有一個詩人的房間桌上的墨水。瓶子里傳出一些奇怪的聲音。多么神奇！什么都可以出來的墨水瓶。”

　　當(dāng)她聽說墨水瓶架是自己的驕傲。”是的，我是令人難以置信的。“墨水瓶告訴了羽毛筆和其他書面材料。”有時，甚至我對我的結(jié)局感到驚訝。一滴我就足以填滿半張紙了。”

　　墨水瓶不知道里面裝的是她。但她認(rèn)為她擁有一切。”難道你一點(diǎn)都不想自己嗎？如果你有機(jī)會思考你是誰，你會發(fā)現(xiàn)你唯一能做的就是掉墨水。”羽毛筆說他是寫在紙上的那個人。墨水瓶和羽毛筆的爭論。”你這個白癡，詩人能寫詩只因?yàn)槲摇?ldquo;羽毛筆說墨水瓶唯一能做的就是給他墨水。他們不停地爭論。

　　“墨水瓶！你根本就不懂。人不能沒有鋼筆寫字。”“沒有我，你只是一個破舊的小鳥的羽毛，羽毛筆嘲笑墨水瓶。

　　就在那時，詩人從音樂會回來了。他打開墨水瓶寫一首詩。他開始寫那晚美妙的小提琴演奏。小提琴的聲音真是太美妙了。但是人們認(rèn)為拉小提琴很容易。”

　　這位詩人和其他人有不同的看法。他寫道，精彩的小提琴演奏是因?yàn)檠葑嗾叩哪芰�。無論是墨水瓶還是羽毛筆能認(rèn)識到他們的才能都是寶貴的直到那時。它們是上帝給我們的禮物。