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She has her own small house and a small garden. I want to tell this woman, but even so, she is not happy.

"If only I had a child of my own," she said, "then, really, I would be very happy."

Today I will tell you the story of a woman who has a small house and a small garden of her own, but she is still unhappy.

She said how happy I would be if I had a child.

An old witch heard the woman's wish and said, "Oh, it's easy to do. This is a grain of wheat. Plant it in a flowerpot and take care of it carefully, and then you will see what will happen. "

The woman was anxious to go home and plant barley, but she didn't forget to say "thank you" to the old witch. Not only did she thank her, she even stayed and gave her six silver pennies.

The news reached the ears of a witch. She said, Oh, it's very simple! This is a grain of wheat. Plant it in a flowerpot and wait and see what happens.

The woman hurried home to plant wheat. She did not forget to say thank you to the witch. Not only that, she also gave the witch six silver coins.

What do you think happened? Almost before the corn was planted, a big and beautiful flower appeared. It's still not open. The petals are folded tightly together, but it looks like a tulip. This is really a tulip, and it is also red and yellow.

This woman likes flowers. She bent down and kissed the beautiful bud. When her lips touched the petals, the petals suddenly opened, oh! Miracle among miracles! In the center of that flower, there is a child. She is such a petite and beautiful girl.

They call her Thumbelina. Is that because she is not older than that woman? Thumb.

Guess what happened? As soon as the wheat is planted, a beautiful big flower emerges from the ground. This is an unopened flower. Its leaves are tightly wrapped together and look like a tulip. It's really a tulip, red with yellow.

Women like flowers very much. She bent down and kissed the beautiful bud. As soon as her lips touched the petals, the flowers opened at once! Oh, great! In the middle of the flower, there is a child sitting! What a lovely little girl!

People call her Thumbelina. Because she is only the size of a person's thumb.

Where do you think she sleeps?

When sleeping, Thumbelina lies on a small pile of violets in the cradle, covered with a pale pink rose petal.

Where do you think she plays? A table is her playground. The woman put a plate of water on the table. Thumbelina called it her lake.

The dish is surrounded by fragrant flowers, which lie on the edge, while the light green stems reach into the water hungrily.

Do you know where she sleeps?

Thumbelina sleeps in a walnut shell with violet petals and pink rose petals.

Do you know how she plays? The table is the world where she plays. A woman put a plate of water on the table and Thumbelina called it her lake.

There is a circle of fragrant flowers on the plate, which are arranged along the edge, and the green branches greedily extend into the water.

There is a big tulip leaf floating in the lake. Is this Thumbelina? A boat. She sat there, rowing deftly with two white horse manes, from one side of her small lake to the other. As she rowed back and forth, she whispered to herself. A woman can hardly hear it, thinking that she has never known such a sweet song.

And now such a sad thing has happened.

A big toad jumped in through the broken window. Oh! Such an ugly toad. She jumped straight to the table, and Thumbelina was lying in her little cradle, dreaming under the pink rose leaves.

There is a big tulip leaf floating in the lake. This is Thumbelina's boat. She paddled the boat skillfully from one end of the lake to the other with two white horse tails as paddles. She rowed back and forth, humming softly, and the woman pricked up her ears to listen. She felt that she had never heard such a sweet song.

But just then, a sad thing happened.

A big toad jumped in through the broken window. God, what an ugly toad! She jumped on the table at once. Thumbelina was lying in a small cradle with pink rose petals, dreaming a beautiful dream.

She peeked at her, the ugly toad.

"How beautiful this little girl is," she said hoarsely. "She will be a lovely bride for my handsome son." She lifted the little cradle with Thumbelina, jumped out of the broken window and jumped into the garden.

At the foot of the garden is a wide stream. Here, the old toad and her son live under the muddy river bank.

The ugly toad peeked at her,

"Gaga, what a beautiful girl! Just be the bride of my beautiful son! " So she grabbed Thumbelina's cradle, jumped out of the broken glass and jumped into the garden.

There is a wide stream under the garden, and toad and her son live on this muddy shore.

How handsome she thinks he is! But he is really ugly. Indeed, he is exactly like his mother.

When he saw Thumbelina in the cradle, he croaked with joy.

"Don't make so much noise," said his mother, "or you will wake the little guy. If we are not careful, we may lose her. The slightest breeze will blow her far away. She is as light as a hairspring. "

Toad thinks her son is good-looking, but in fact he is ugly. He and his mother are cast in the same mold!

He croaked with excitement when he saw Thumbelina in the crib.

Be quiet! His mother said, "You'll wake this little cutie up!" " If we are not careful, we will let her get away! The breeze can blow her away. She is as light as yarn. "

Then the old toad took Thumbelina to the middle of the river. "She will be safe here," she said, gently putting her on a big water lily leaf and swimming back to her son.

"We will prepare the best room under the mud," she told him, "and then you and this little girl can get married."

Poor Thumbelina! She hasn't seen the ugly toad or her ugly son.

How sad she cried when she woke up early in the morning! She is surrounded by water! How can she get to the shore? Poor Thumbelina!

The old toad took Thumbelina to the middle of the river. "She will be safe here," she said. She gently placed her on a leaf of a big water lily and swam back to her son.

The old toad said, "We will build some of the best houses under the dirt, so that you and she can get married!" "

Poor Thumbelina! She has never seen these two ugly toads.

Thumbelina woke up in the morning and found her own situation. She cried sadly. She is surrounded by water! How to get back to the shore? Poor Thumbelina!

Under the dirt, the old toad is busy decorating the best room with buttercup and water lily buds to create a happy atmosphere for her little daughter-in-law Thumbelina.

"Now let's bring her little bed and put it away," said the old toad, and then she swam with her son to the leaf where Thumbelina was sitting.

"Quack, quack," said the young toad, looking at his beautiful little bride, and that was all he could say.

Underground, the old toad is busy decorating the room with rushes and yellow water lilies-if the new wife wants to live in it, she should certainly decorate the room beautifully.

Well, now we are going to move her cot to the bridal chamber, said the old toad, and then she and her son swam to the leaf with Thumbelina in their arms.

"Pavilion! Pavilion! Gung! Gung! Hey! " This is all the young master can say when he looks at his beautiful little bride.

Then they took the little bed and left Thumbelina alone.

Tears stained her beautiful little face! How fast they fell into the stream! Even the fish swimming around are thinking, "What a heavy rain it is today," because the water droplets fall down quickly and densely.

They looked up and saw the abandoned little girl.

"She can't marry this ugly toad," they said when they looked at the beautiful child with eager eyes. "No, she can't marry this ugly toad."

But what can the little fish do to help Thumbelina?

Oh! They are such clever little fish!

They found the green stem of the leaf where Thumbelina was sitting. They bit it with their sharp little teeth. They never stopped biting until they finally bit the green stem. The leaf took Thumbelina down the river.

They moved the crib and left Thumbelina alone.

Thumbelina cried her little face, tears dripping into a river. She cried more and more sadly, and her tears dropped faster and faster. The fish swimming around are thinking, is it raining hard?

They looked out and saw the poor little girl.

They looked at such a lovely person anxiously, and everyone agreed that she could not marry that ugly toad.

But what can the little fish do for Thumbelina?

Oh, they are really clever little things!

They found the stem holding the green leaves-Thumbelina was sitting on it. They bit the stem with their little fangs until it broke, letting the leaves flow away with Thumbelina.

Free, free! "She was singing, and her voice jingled like a fairy bell." Free, free! "She sang happily and drifted down the stream to a place far away from the ugly old toad and her ugly son.

When she was floating, the little wild birds sang around her, and the little rabbits on the river bank bowed to her.

Butterflies are flying around in the sun. A beautiful little white bird flew to the leaf where Thumbelina was sitting. He loved the little fairy very much, so he settled down beside her.

Now she is very happy! Birds are here, flowers are beside her, and the water is shining golden in the summer sun. Besides, what can Thumbelina hope for?

Freedom, freedom, Thumbelina sings like a fairy bell. Free, free, while singing happily, she drifted along the river, drifting farther and farther, until the toad could not reach her.

Birds sang around her, and hyacinthus orientalis bowed to her in the field on the shore.

Butterflies are flying around in the sun. A lovely white butterfly landed on the leaf where Thumbelina was sitting. It likes Thumbelina very much and stops beside her.

Thumbelina is so happy! Birds fly by, flowers are with her, and the river shines golden in the summer sun. Besides, what does Thumbelina want on credit?

She took off her belt and wrapped one end around the butterfly. At the other end, she is firmly tied to the leaf. Leaves, little girls and butterflies are floating.

Suddenly, a big beetle buzzed in. Alas! He saw Thumbelina. He flew to her, put his paws around her waist and carried her to the tree.

Poor Thumbelina! How scared she is! She's sad, too. She thought, will he fly away? Or will her belt hold him firmly?

She took off her belt, tied one end to the butterfly, and tied the other end tightly to the leaves. The leaves quickly flowed away with Thumbelina on the water.

Suddenly a big beetle buzzed by. Oh, my God, he saw her. He flew to her, grabbed her slender waist with his claws and took her to a tree.

Poor Thumbelina! How scared she is! How sad she is! Did he fly away? Will the belt tie him too tightly?

The scarab was fascinated by the little girl. He gently placed her on the largest leaf he could find. He picked honey for her from the flowers, and when she sipped, he sat next to her and told her how beautiful she looked.

But there were other scarabs in the tree. When they came to see Thumbelina, they said, "She is not beautiful at all."

"She only has two legs," said one.

"She has no tentacles," said another.

Some people say she is too thin, others say she is too fat, and then they all hum together, "How ugly she is, how ugly she is!" " But Thumbelina is always the most beautiful and delicious little girl ever.

Scarab fell in love with the little girl. He gently put her on the biggest leaf and gave her honey to eat. She sucked the honey, and he sat next to her and told her how beautiful the honey was.

There are other scarabs in the Woods. They all came to see Thumbelina. "Oh, she is not beautiful at all."

One said, "She only has two legs!" "

"She doesn't even have tentacles!" Another said.

They were all talking, some said she was too thin, some said she was too fat, and then all the scarabs cried together, "How ugly she is! Too ugly! " But anyway, Thumbelina is really the most beautiful and charming girl in the world.

Now, the scarab who flew away with Thumbelina thinks it is quite stupid for him to praise her.

He looked at her again. "Beautiful? No, after all, she is not very beautiful. " He didn't want anything to do with her, so he flew away with other scarabs. Only first they took Thumbelina down from the tree and put it on a daisy. She cried because she was so ugly-so ugly that the scarab couldn't live with her. But, you know, she has always been the most beautiful little girl in the world.

So now, the beetle thinks it's silly to worship her. Is she really beautiful when he looks at her carefully? No, it's not beautiful. He is no longer interested in doing anything for her. He flew away with the other scarabs. They flew her down from the tree and put her on the daisy. She cried bitterly on it, because she was so ugly that even the scarab didn't want her. But she is still the most beautiful person that people can't imagine.