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Ask for interesting English stories that can be read in 3-5 minutes ~ probably at the level of grade three to grade one.

once upon a time, there was a mouse father.

(a long time ago, There is a mouse father.

He wanted to marry his greatest person in the world.

(He wants to marry his daughter to the greatest person in the world)

But, who was the greatest person in the world?

(But who is the greatest man in the world? )

Oh! The sun! He must be the greatest person in the world.

(ah! It is the sun! He must be the greatest man in the world)

The mouse father went to talk to the sun.

(Father mouse went to talk to the sun)

"Hello! Mr.sun.i know you are the greatest person in the world.

(Hello! Mr. Sun, I know you are the greatest person in the world)

Would you marry my daughter? "

(Will you marry my daughter? )

“What? I'm not the greatest person in the world. The greatest person is the cloud.

(What? I am not the greatest person in the world! The greatest should be the cloud)

If he comes out, I'll be covered. "

(As soon as he appears, I will be covered)

The mouse father went to talk to the cloud.

(Father mouse went to look for the cloud)

" Hello! Mr.cloud.i know you are the greatest person in the world.

(Hello! Mr. Yun, I know you are the greatest person in the world)

Would you marry my daughter? "

(Will you marry my daughter? )

“What? I'm not the greatest person in the world. The greatest person is the wind.

(What? I am not the greatest person in the world! The greatest should be the wind)

If he comes out, I'll be blown away. "

(As soon as he appears, I will be blown away)

The mouse father went to talk to the wind.

(Father mouse went to find the wind)

" Hello! Mr.wind.i know you are the greatest person in the world.

(Hello! Mr. Feng, I know you are the greatest person in the world)

Would you marry my daughter? "

(Will you marry my daughter? )

“What? I'm not the greatest person in the world. The greatest person is the wall.

(What? I am not the greatest person in the world! The greatest should be the wall)

If he comes out, I'll be stopped. "

(As soon as he appears, I am blocked)

The mouse father went to talk to the wall.

(Father mouse went to find the wall)

" Hello! Mr.wall.i know you are the greatest person in the world.

(Hello! Mr. Wall, I know you are the greatest person in the world)

Would you marry my daughter? "

(Will you marry my daughter? )

“What? I'm not the greatest person in the world. The greatest person is you, the mouse. "

(What? I am not the greatest person in the world! The greatest is actually you! It's a mouse! )

“The greatest person in the world is … mouse?”

(The greatest person in the world … is a mouse? )

“Yes, the greatest person in the world is mouse. See? If mouse comes out, I’ll be bit! "

(that's right! The greatest thing in the world is the mouse. You see, as soon as you appear, I will be dug! )

The mouse father was very happy.

(Father mouse is so happy! )

He finally knew mouse was the greatest person in the world.

(He finally knew that the greatest person in the world was a mouse. )

He would marry his daughter to the handy mouse next door.

He decided to marry his daughter to the handsome little mouse next door. )

A cobbler passed his time in singing from morning till night; it was wonderful to see, wonderful to hear him; he was more contented in making shoes, than was any of the seven sages. His neighbor, on the contrary, who was rolling in wealth, sung but little, and slept less. He was a banker; when by chance he fell into a doze at day-break, the cobbler awoke him with his song. The banker complained sadly that Providence had not made sleep a saleable commodity, like edibles or drinkables. Having at length sent for the songster, he said to him, "How much a year do you earn, Master Gregory?"

"How much a year, sir?" said the merry cobbler laughing, "I never reckon in that way, living as I do from one day to another; somehow I manage to reach the end of the year; each day brings its meal."

"Well then! How much a day do you earn, my friend?"

"Sometimes more, sometimes less; but the worst of it is, -and, without that our earnings would be very tolerable, -a number of days occur in the year on which we are forbidden to work; and the curate, moreover, is constantly adding some new saint to the list."

The banker, laughing at his simplicity, said, "In the future I shall place you above want. Take this hundred crowns, preserve them carefully, and make use of them in time of need."

The cobbler fancied he beheld all the wealth which the earth had produced in the past century for the use of mankind. Returning home, he buried his money and his happiness at the same time. No more singing; he lost his voice, the moment he acquired that which is the source of so much grief. Sleep quitted his dwelling; and cares, suspicions, and false alarms took its place. All day, his eye wandered in the direction of the treasure; and at night, if some stray cat made a noise, the cat was robbing him. At length the poor man ran to the house of his rich neighbor; "give me back," said he, "sleep and my voice, and take your hungry crows."

a cobbler spends his time singing from morning till night. It is very pleasant to see him in person or hear his singing. He is more satisfied with shoemaking than being the seventh saint of Greece. On the contrary, his neighbor is a banker with a lot of money, but he seldom sings and doesn't sleep well at night. He occasionally falls asleep in a daze at dawn, and the cobbler's song wakes him up. Bankers complain gloomily that God has not made sleep a commodity that can be bought and sold like food or drink. Later, the banker called the singer and asked, "Master Gregori, how much do you earn a year?"

"Sir, do you ask me how much I earn a year?" The happy cobbler smiled and said, "I never calculate this account. I live day by day. In short, I insist on the end of the year and earn three meals a day."

"Ah, friend, how much do you earn a day?"

"Sometimes more, sometimes less; But the worst thing is that there are always some days in the year when we are not allowed to do business, otherwise our income is not bad. And priests often add new names to the list of saints. "

The banker was amused by the cobbler's frankness. He said, "I want you to have money from now on. Take this hundred dollars, put it away carefully and use it when necessary. "

The cobbler feels as if he has seen all the wealth that the earth has made for human needs in the past few hundred years. When he came home, he buried the coins and his happiness at the same time. He stopped singing; From the moment he got the root of the pain, he lost his voice. Sleep broke up with him; Instead, it is worry, doubt and false alarm. During the day, his eyes looked in the direction of buried coins; At night, if a stray cat makes a noise, he thinks someone is robbing him. Finally, the poor cobbler ran to his rich neighbor's house and said, "Take your hundred dollars back and give me back my sleep and singing."