grip with their hands, roll over, and make noises.
By the age of two, they can walk and talk.
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2. A World of Fairy Tales¡iµ£¸Ü¥@¬É¡j(By James Riordan, London:
Hamlyn, 1982)
Let us go forth,
The teller of tales, and
Seize whatever prey the heart long for, and
Have no fear.
Everything exists,
Everything is true, and
The earth is only a little dust
Under our feet. (W. B. Yeats)
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3. Do you know about the stars?¡i¤Ñ¤W¬P¬Pª¾¦h¤Ö?¡j(Illustrated by
Roger Hall, London: Collins 1964)
The stars you see
When you are young
Will still be there
When you are old.
But don't think
They don't change - they change all the time.
Getting to know about the stars
Can be very exciting.
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4. Robinson Crusoe¡i¾|»«»¹º}¬y°O¡j(Simplified, Longman, 1987)
Daniel Defoe
Chapter 1 The Island
I go to sea
I was born in the year 1632, in the city of York, of a good
family. At a very early age I wanted to go to sea. My father
was a wise man, and he begged me not to do so. For a time
I decided not to think of it any more. But one day in the
city of Hull I met a friend who was going to sea on his father's
ship.
He asked me to go with him. Then, without asking my father,
without asking God's blessing, without any thought of the
result, I went on board the ship.
The ship is lost in a storm
After a few days there came a fearful storm. The wind and
waves threw the ship this way and that for twelve days. The
ship was badly broken and a lot of water was coming in. Then
one of our men , early in the morning, cried out ,"Land!"Just
after that, the ship ran on to some sand. The waves came over
the ship, and we knew that very soon it would be broken to
pieces.
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I was born in the year 1992, in the city of Macao, of a good
family. My father was a wise man. ...
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5. ¥j¨åº~¸Ö^Ķ(Classical Chinese Poems translated into English)(º~^¹ï·Ó)·s½s¡m¤d®a¸Ö¡n°K¦æ讥D½s¡G³\²W¨R^Ķ
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Thoughts on a Still Night
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Before my bed a pool of light,
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Can it be frost on the ground?
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Looking up, I find the moon bright;
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Bowing, in homesickness I'm drowned.
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Spring Morning
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This morn of spring in bed I'm lying,
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Not to awake till birds are crying.
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How many are the fallen flowers!
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On the Stork Tower
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The sun along the mountain bows;
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The Yellow River seawards flows.
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By climbing to a greater height.
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Snow on the River
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From path to path no man in sight.
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A lonely fisherman afloat
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Is fishing snow in lonely boat.
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6. Harry Porter (London: Bloomsbury, 2000)
J. K. Rowling
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Potter and the Philosopher's Stone¡¨¥i¥H³o¼Ë¾\Ū¡G
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For Jessica, who loves stories,
For Anne, who loved them too,
And for Di, who heard this one first.
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Potter¡¨À³¸Óµy·LŪ²Ó½oÂI¨à¡G
Mr and Mrs Durslay, of number four, Privet Drive, were proud
to say that they were perfectly normal, thank you very much.
...
Mr Durslay was the director of a firm called Grunnings, which
made drills. He was a big, beefy man with hardly any neck,
although he did have a very large moustache. Mrs Durslay
was thin and blonde and had nearly twice the usual amount
of neck, which came in very useful as she spent so much of
her time craning over garden fences, spying on the neighbours.
The Durslays had a small son called Dudley and in their opinion
there was no finer boy anywhere.
The Durslays had everything they wanted, but they also had
a secret, and their greatest fear was that somebody would
discover it. They didn't think they could bear it if anybody
found out about the Potters. Mrs Potter was Mrs Durslay's
sister, but they hadn't met for several years; in fact, Mrs
Durslay pretended she didn't have a sister, because.... The
Durslays knew that the Potters had a small son too, but they
had never even seen him...
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