① 介紹幾部經典英文短篇小說
《歐亨利短篇小說精選》歐·亨利最優秀的多篇短篇小說代表作，如《麥琪版的禮物》、《警察權和贊美詩》、《最後一片常春藤葉》、《帶傢具出租的房問》等。這些作品膾灸人口，經久不衰。歐·亨利是美國最著名的短篇小說家之一。他的作品構思新穎。語言詼諧，富於生活情趣，結局常常出人意外，善於描寫美國社會尤其是紐約百姓的生活，堪稱「美國生活的幽默網路全書」。
② 求 英文短篇小故事 內容關於中國古代就行
誇父奔日（稍稍誇張一點點，別介意~~~O(∩_∩)O！）
很久很久以前，有一個人叫誇父的，他個子又高，體重也沉，力氣就更別提了，自然是大的很的說。那個時候人才從猴子變過來沒多久呢，文明的發展也不咋地，所以還很崇尚武力，誰厲害當然就占些便宜，很容易被人重視被人崇拜的啦，所以誇父自然也覺得自己牛啊牛的說。可是突然有一天誇父去臨近部落的時候，遇到了酋長的女兒，一個漂啊漂的mm，一下子就愛上她樂，死氣白賴的追人家。漂漂mm蠻喜歡他的啊，那麼健壯打起架來肯定不吃虧的，也不怕被別人欺負的說。可是mm的老爸，也就是酋長大人想把她許配給另外一個部落的酋長，好把兩個部落的力量聯合起來，獲得部落的利益，可是誇父那麼壯，酋長老爸怕怕的說，於是就對誇父說：「你想娶我女兒可以啊，但是你得給聘禮才行的。」誇父就問他：「你要什麼？你要什麼我都答應你！！」酋長老爸就說：「我的女兒是我的寶貝，要娶她，你得用天上的太陽來交換才行。」酋長老爸本來想，太陽是不可能被誇父拿來的啊，出個難題他做不到就不再想了嘛，誰知道誇父雖然個子大，可是光長身體樂，沒有腦子，是個傻大個的說。他抬頭一看，太陽就在沒多遠的天上掛著呢，就說：「好啊好啊，我這就去追，你可得守信用哦。」說完就屁顛兒屁顛兒的追太陽去樂。 太陽老大多牛啊，什麼時候有人敢這么不尊重他了？一看誇父這個傻大個真的追過來了，心說：「我還能被你追上？那不是太沒面子了嘛！」就趕了自己的馬車飛快的跑了起來。沒成想誇父雖然傻，可是跑的可真快哦，太陽老大已經活了好多好多年樂，那幾匹拉車的馬也都老的不行了，平時又不運動，只會拉了車慢悠悠的走，今天突然被追，竟然眼看著被誇父追的越來越近樂。太陽老大一看不好，趕緊下了車，一溜煙兒的自己跑了起來。 誇父追啊追，就要追上太陽扔下的馬車的時候覺得口渴的不行了，而且跑了這么久，也累的夠戧，就趕緊趕了馬車去喝水。馬車因為是太陽的馬車啊，自然就認為自己了不起些了，左邊一個輪子右邊一個輪子都很power的說。可是因為太陽買馬車的時候手頭正緊張呢，車前面的七色流蘇是不能省的啊，那可是門面的，於是太陽一狠心，就買了兩個破輪子，所以雖然車身子蠻漂漂的，可是輪子嘛就不好意思些了。這馬車被趕啊趕的，小輪子跑得暈的要命（小腿兒倒不過來了?;-P），雖然都快口吐白末了，可是為了面子也只能受些苦堅持著了。轉眼車就到河、渭了，小輪子心想這回可算是交代過去啦。誇父把身子歪到右邊去，伸了根好長好長的麥管下去吸啊吸的，很快就把河、渭的水都喝光啦，然後一扁嘴：「怎麼還渴啊，而且這么熱，乾脆去貝加爾湖喝冰鎮礦泉水去吧！」然後一揚鞭子，馬兒唏騮一聲長嘶，盪著漫天的塵煙就奔北邊去了。只可憐小輪子還沒歇過來呢，就又得賣命了，盡管它的意志力蠻強的（要面子就這點兒好處嘛！;-P）可是無奈身體不給面子啊，還沒到貝加爾湖呢，已經不行了。這時候誇父突然喊了一聲：「好大的一片桃林啊，我要吃桃子的說。」邊說著身子就探出了車外，伸了腦袋往下看。這輪子還喘呢，一點兒准備也沒有啊，架著誇父塊兒也大，嘩嚓一聲右邊的輪子就塌斷掉樂。可憐車上的誇父對太陽的車子報以了那麼大的信任，沒有作任何提防，一下子就被從天上扔了下來，倒栽在桃林里摔死樂。 跑在前面的太陽老大呼哧呼哧的跑啊跑，突然回頭一看，不見了誇父了。四下一找，發現跟桃林里倒插在地上已經沒氣兒樂。太陽老大心中後悔，暗自為自己害死了跑的這么快的誇父覺得內疚，不然回頭讓他參加奧運會去，好歹也能拿一堆冠軍回來給東方人爭爭光啊（太陽家在東方，每天早上起來都很勤快的上班去的哦）。於是就讓自己肩膀上的大烏鴉把誇父的死訊帶會了部落里去。那時候還沒有自由戀愛的呢，就更別說為追求愛情而付出生命的了，於是部落里的大法師把他的故事記了下來，講述給後世的繼承者，好讓誇父的故事得以流傳。後來由於傳啊傳的好多情節就都丟樂，人們只知道從前有個傻傻的誇父妄想追太陽來的，卻不知道，他是第一個為了愛情而犧牲生命的愛的先驅呢。
Many years ago, there lived a man named Kuafu Chasing, he subsystems high weight Shen, let alone the effort. Nature is a very big say. At that time personnel from the monkeys did not change over time, it does not shout to the development of civilization, so still resort to use of force. Of course, and what accounts for some cheap, it is easy for people to attach importance to the worship anymore. So naturally feel Niua cattle Kuafu Chasing said. But suddenly one day to close tribal Kuafu Chasing the time, he met the chief's daughter, a floating ah drift mm. She immediately fell in love with music, died of gas recovery depends white people. He likes the pretty nice mm ah, then certainly not healthy to prevent the expense of the planes, that is not afraid of being bullied. However mm father, she is betrothed to another Emirate alts want tribal chiefs, Joint forces of the two tribes well, the interests of the tribe agreed, but then Kuafu Chasing the accident, the Emirates father horrifying, So Kuafu Chasing on to say : "You wished to marry my daughter can ah, but you have got to the dowry. "Kua Fu's Race asked him : "What you want? I promise you what you want go up in smoke. "Emirates father said :" My daughter is my treasure, to marry her. You got to exchange the sun in the sky is imperative. "My father had wanted Emirates, the sun can not be used Kuafu Chasing ah, out there thinking about a problem he failed to say, though sub Kuafu Chasing Who knows, but longer-body music, no brain, The big one is that stupid. He looked up and the sun in the sky not far notice, say : "O.K. good, and I made so. Oh, you have honored. "He then got on fart fart subversion subversion abuse of children to recover sun music. Sun boss more Niua, so when people dare not respect him? Kuafu Chasing the big one really silly to see a recovery over the heart : "I was able to catch up with you? it is not lose face! "dizzying rush of their own trio ran together. While not wishing to Kuafu Chasing silly, but around the Kezhenkuai Oh, the sun has been the mastermind of live music for many many years. That idea : the race to pull carts are old or are not usually campaign will pull the car Manyouyou go, he was suddenly, Kuafu Chasing recovery has been watching the music is getting closer. Sun boss a look bad, quickly got off the car, knows their children run up. Kuafu Chasing pursuit ah catch up, the sun will catch up with the trio, who feel thirsty when the strained, but took so long, Gouqiang also tiring, the trio quickly rushed to drink. The trio because the sun's chariot ah, naturally considers himself more remarkable. left a power wheels are the wheels that one right. But because the sun can do is to buy the trio of tension, it is not the orthodox car in front of Delight's ah, but window-dressing. So a hard-hearted sun, it bought two broken wheels, although he is pretty nice car. But it embarrassed some of the better wheels. This trio was forced ah rushed to the scene, either going to run small wheels (legs abuse does not take over the ?;-P) Although White seems Say the right conclusion, but only by some in order to face the hardships persist. After the car into the river, Wei, thinking that this time can be regarded as small wheels, take account of the past. Kuafu Chasing false regard to the right to the body, really, really long extension of the wheat root absorption tube indefinitely ah smoke, and very quickly River. Wei finished off among all the water, then one-mouth : "how has a thirst ah, but so hot Ice Lake Baikal in the town simply to mineral water! "Swagger and then a son, the horse Hey monkeys soon identified. Ben lost amid the sty fog on the north side to the city. Small wheels do not rest only pathetic, to get their lives. Although it is pretty strong willpower (vs. benefits to face this !;-P 67,000), but not physically helpless to face ah, Before Lake Baikal, it has not succeed. This time Kuafu Chasing suddenly shouted loudly : "A big piece of Taolinkou ah, I want to say a peach. "while talking about a body unearthed on the car, look down into his brain. This surge has wheels, it has not prepared a little ah, there was also Kuafu Chasing pieces, a desire to screech the wheels on the right side of the collapse soon cut off music. Kuafu's Chase for the poor car and the car is reported to the sun so much trust, not to make any beware. suddenly been thrown down from the sky, music Inverted Growth in Taolinkou Lane died from a fall. Running in front of the sun standing Huchihuchi Paoa run, suddenly looked back and Kuafu Chasing the missing. Looking for the next four, with the Tao Lane fertilizer found in the ground have no gas musicians. Sun boss hearts, having secretly run so fast to the death of Kuafu Chasing feel guilty. Otherwise, back to let him participate in the Olympic Games, every day could get back to a pile of Asians indisputable championship winning glory ah (solar home in the East up every morning to go to work very hard working, the oh). So let's put their shoulders a Kuafu Chasing the death of the tribal belt will be going. Time has not yet free love, it even made mention of the pursuit of love and life. So the tribe says he put down the story about the inheritance to future generations, Kuafu Chasing the story so popular. Due to the traditional pyramid ah many cases are lost on the music, people only know that once an Sasa Kuafu Chasing the sun to attempt to recover. we do not know, he was the first one to love and love lost their lives? Herald.
③ 推薦幾部經典的英文短篇小說名字及其網址 可免費在線看的
英語小說在線閱讀：Peter
and
Wendy[雲南外語網]
http://www.ynenglish.com/Article/EnglishCourse/ReadingCourse/245_625620070208230800.shtml
英國作家羅爾德達爾的專小說，《羊腿屬》。
④ 經典短篇英文小說
經典短篇小說好多呢！用詞比較簡單，但意義深刻！更重要的是每一篇都短小精悍！（符合你的要求哦）
1.《生火》傑克.倫敦 To Build a Fire (Jack LondonP
2.《厄謝爾府的倒塌》 愛倫.坡
The Fall of the House of Usher (Edgar Allan Poe)
3.《項鏈》莫泊桑 The Necklace (Guy de Maupassant)
4.《警察與贊美詩》歐.亨利 The Cop and the Anthem
(O Henry)
5.《麥琪的禮物》歐.亨利 Magi's gift (O Henry)
6.《最後一片藤葉》歐.亨利 The Last Leaf (O Henry)
7.《加利維拉縣有名的跳蛙》馬克.吐溫 The Notorious Jumping Frog of Calaveras County
（Mark Twain)
8.《人生的五種恩賜》馬克.吐溫
The Five Boons of Life （Mark Twain)
9.《三生客》 托馬斯.哈代 The Three Strangers
(Thomas Hardy)
10.《敞開的落地窗》薩基 The Open Window (Saki)
11.《末代佳人》菲茨傑拉德 The Last of the Belles
(F.S.Fitzgerald)
12.《手》舍伍德.安德森 Hands
13.《伊芙琳》詹姆斯.喬伊斯 Eveline
14.《教長的黑色面紗》納撒尼爾.霍桑
⑤ 求一篇短篇小說（英文的，字數500-1000詞）
Many artists lived in the Greenwich Village area of New York. Two young women named Sue and Johnsy shared a studio apartment at the top of a three-story building. Johnsy's real name was Joanna. In November, a cold, unseen stranger came to visit the city. This disease, pneumonia, killed many people. Johnsy lay on her bed, hardly moving. She looked through the small window. She could see the side of the brick house next to her building. One morning, a doctor examined Johnsy and took her temperature. Then he spoke with Sue in another room. "She has one chance in -- let us say ten," he said. "And that chance is for her to want to live. Your friend has made up her mind that she is not going to get well. Has she anything on her mind?" "She -- she wanted to paint the Bay of Naples in Italy some day," said Sue. "Paint?" said the doctor. "Bosh! Has she anything on her mind worth thinking twice -- a man for example?" "A man?" said Sue. "Is a man worth -- but, no, doctor; there is nothing of the kind." "I will do all that science can do," said the doctor. "But whenever my patient begins to count the carriages at her funeral, I take away fifty percent from the curative power of medicines." After the doctor had gone, Sue went into the workroom and cried. Then she went to Johnsy's room with her drawing board, whistling ragtime. Johnsy lay with her face toward the window. Sue stopped whistling, thinking she was asleep. She began making a pen and ink drawing for a story in a magazine. Young artists must work their way to "Art" by making pictures for magazine stories. Sue heard a low sound, several times repeated. She went quickly to the bedside. Johnsy's eyes were open wide. She was looking out the window and counting -- counting backward. "Twelve," she said, and a little later "eleven"; and then "ten" and "nine;" and then "eight" and "seven," almost together. Sue looked out the window. What was there to count? There was only an empty yard and the blank side of the house seven meters away. An old ivy vine, going bad at the roots, climbed half way up the wall. The cold breath of autumn had stricken leaves from the plant until its branches, almost bare, hung on the bricks. "What is it, dear?" asked Sue. "Six," said Johnsy, quietly. "They're falling faster now. Three days ago there were almost a hundred. It made my head hurt to count them. But now it's easy. There goes another one. There are only five left now." "Five what, dear?" asked Sue. "Leaves. On the plant. When the last one falls I must go, too. I've known that for three days. Didn't the doctor tell you?" "Oh, I never heard of such a thing," said Sue. "What have old ivy leaves to do with your getting well? And you used to love that vine. Don't be silly. Why, the doctor told me this morning that your chances for getting well real soon were -- let's see exactly what he said ¨ he said the chances were ten to one! Try to eat some soup now. And, let me go back to my drawing, so I can sell it to the magazine and buy food and wine for us." "You needn't get any more wine," said Johnsy, keeping her eyes fixed out the window. "There goes another one. No, I don't want any soup. That leaves just four. I want to see the last one fall before it gets dark. Then I'll go, too." "Johnsy, dear," said Sue, "will you promise me to keep your eyes closed, and not look out the window until I am done working? I must hand those drawings in by tomorrow." "Tell me as soon as you have finished," said Johnsy, closing her eyes and lying white and still as a fallen statue. "I want to see the last one fall. I'm tired of waiting. I'm tired of thinking. I want to turn loose my hold on everything, and go sailing down, down, just like one of those poor, tired leaves." "Try to sleep," said Sue. "I must call Mister Behrman up to be my model for my drawing of an old miner. Don't try to move until I come back." Old Behrman was a painter who lived on the ground floor of the apartment building. Behrman was a failure in art. For years, he had always been planning to paint a work of art, but had never yet begun it. He earned a little money by serving as a model to artists who could not pay for a professional model. He was a fierce, little, old man who protected the two young women in the studio apartment above him. Sue found Behrman in his room. In one area was a blank canvas that had been waiting twenty-five years for the first line of paint. Sue told him about Johnsy and how she feared that her friend would float away like a leaf. Old Behrman was angered at such an idea. "Are there people in the world with the foolishness to die because leaves drop off a vine? Why do you let that silly business come in her brain?" "She is very sick and weak," said Sue, "and the disease has left her mind full of strange ideas." "This is not any place in which one so good as Miss Johnsy shall lie sick," yelled Behrman. "Some day I will paint a masterpiece, and we shall all go away." Johnsy was sleeping when they went upstairs. Sue pulled the shade down to cover the window. She and Behrman went into the other room. They looked out a window fearfully at the ivy vine. Then they looked at each other without speaking. A cold rain was falling, mixed with snow. Behrman sat and posed as the miner. The next morning, Sue awoke after an hour's sleep. She found Johnsy with wide-open eyes staring at the covered window. "Pull up the shade; I want to see," she ordered, quietly. Sue obeyed. After the beating rain and fierce wind that blew through the night, there yet stood against the wall one ivy leaf. It was the last one on the vine. It was still dark green at the center. But its edges were colored with the yellow. It hung bravely from the branch about seven meters above the ground. "It is the last one," said Johnsy. "I thought it would surely fall ring the night. I heard the wind. It will fall today and I shall die at the same time." "Dear, dear!" said Sue, leaning her worn face down toward the bed. "Think of me, if you won't think of yourself. What would I do?" But Johnsy did not answer. The next morning, when it was light, Johnsy demanded that the window shade be raised. The ivy leaf was still there. Johnsy lay for a long time, looking at it. And then she called to Sue, who was preparing chicken soup. "I've been a bad girl," said Johnsy. "Something has made that last leaf stay there to show me how bad I was. It is wrong to want to die. You may bring me a little soup now." An hour later she said: "Someday I hope to paint the Bay of Naples." Later in the day, the doctor came, and Sue talked to him in the hallway. "Even chances," said the doctor. "With good care, you'll win. And now I must see another case I have in your building. Behrman, his name is -- some kind of an artist, I believe. Pneumonia, too. He is an old, weak man and his case is severe. There is no hope for him; but he goes to the hospital today to ease his pain." The next day, the doctor said to Sue: "She's out of danger. You won. Nutrition and care now -- that's all." Later that day, Sue came to the bed where Johnsy lay, and put one arm around her. "I have something to tell you, white mouse," she said. "Mister Behrman died of pneumonia today in the hospital. He was sick only two days. They found him the morning of the first day in his room downstairs helpless with pain. His shoes and clothing were completely wet and icy cold. They could not imagine where he had been on such a terrible night. And then they found a lantern, still lighted. And they found a ladder that had been moved from its place. And art supplies and a painting board with green and yellow colors mixed on it. And look out the window, dear, at the last ivy leaf on the wall. Didn't you wonder why it never moved when the wind blew? Ah, darling, it is Behrman's masterpiece ¨C he painted it there the night that the last leaf fell."
⑥ 有哪些好看的短篇英文小說
世界三大短篇小說之王
莫泊桑、契訶夫和歐~亨利
莫泊桑（Maupassant1850～1893）19世紀後半期法國優秀的批判現實主義作家。年僅43年生命歷程竟創作了6部長篇小說和356多篇中短篇小說，莫泊桑短篇小說布局結構精巧合理。典型細節選用真實可信、敘事抒情的手法如行雲流水，充分體現了這種的文學傳統。莫泊桑的最出色的短篇代表作是《羊脂球》。《項鏈》、《我的叔叔於勒》；其作品在我國影響很大，近幾年來，一直被作為中學生必課的文學作品.
歐~亨利（1862～1910）善於描寫美國社會尤其是紐約百姓的生活。他的作品構思新穎，語言詼諧，結局常常出人意外；歐~亨利一生創作了270多個短篇小說和一部長篇小說，還有數量很少的詩歌他頗善情節設計，處處留下玄機，結局常常以出人意料出外而收場。讀後使人不禁使人豁然開朗，拍案叫絕,被稱為"歐~亨利式結尾".又因描寫了眾多的人物，富於生活情趣，被譽為「美國生活的幽默網路全書」.黑色幽默,「含淚水的微笑」。代表作有《愛的犧牲》、《警察與贊美詩》、《帶傢具出租的房間》、《麥琪的禮物》、《最後一片葉子》等.
契訶夫（1860-1904）他常以十九世界俄國社會中所常見的凡人小事為素材，用語言簡練、諷刺尖刻筆觸描寫小人物和知識分子兩類人的命運。代表作有《小職員之死》《變色龍》。《套中人》等。契河夫是19世紀末俄國偉大的劇作家和短篇小說家，俄國現實主義文學流派的傑出代表
其他的有:
茨威格短篇小說集
馬克.吐溫短篇小說集
竊賊(阿·康帕尼爾)
情書(岩井俊二)
永遠佔有(格雷厄姆·格林)
化石街(島田莊司)
棋逢對手(西瑞爾·哈爾)
首領(卡拉維洛夫)
熱愛生命(傑克·倫敦)
螞蟻 (博里斯·維昂)
蠢豬 (馬萊巴)
品酒 (羅·達爾)
打不碎的雞蛋 (馬萊巴)
勞駕，快點！(圖戈依)
品酒 (羅·達爾)
⑦ 推薦幾篇英文短篇童話故事
風和太陽(The Wind And The Sun)
One day the wind said to the sun, 「Look at that man walking along the road. I can get his cloak off more quickly than you can.」 (有一天風跟太陽說: 「看看那個沿著路上走的人.我可以比你快讓他把披風脫下來.)「We will see about that,」 said the sun. 「I will let you try first.」 (「我們等著看吧,」太陽說, 「我讓你先試.)So the wind tried to make the man take off his cloak. He blew and blew, but the man only pulled his cloak more closely around himself. (因此風嘗試讓那個人把披風脫下來.他用力地吹,可是那個人把披風拉得更緊.)「I give up,」 said the wind at last. 「I cannot get his cloak off.」 Then the sun tried. He shone as hard as he could. The man soon became hot and took off his cloak. (「我放棄了,」風最後說, 「我無法讓他把披風脫下來.」然後由太陽試試看.他盡可能地曬他.不久,那個人很熱就把披風脫下來了.)
2. Long ago in a small, faraway village, there was a place known as the House of 1000 Mirrors. A small, happy little dog learned of this place and decided to visit. When he arrived, he hounced happily up the stairs to the doorway of the house. He looked through the doorway with his ears lifted high and his tail wagging as fast as it could. To his great surprise, he found himself staring at 1000 other happy little dogs with their tails wagging just as fast as his. He smiled a great smile, and was answered with 1000 great smiles just as warm and firendly. As he left the House, he thought to himself, "This is a wonderful place. I will come back and visit it often."
In this same village, another little dog, who was not quite as happy as the first one, decided to visit the house. He slowly climbed the stairs and hung his head low as he looked into the door. When he saw the 1000 unfriendly looking dogs staring back at him, he growled at them and was horrified to see 1000 little dogs growling back at him. As he left, he thought to himself, "That is a horrible place, and I will never go back there again."
All the faces in the world are mirrors. What kind of reflections do you see in the faces of the people you meet?
很久以前的一個很遠的小村莊里，有一個以"千鏡屋"而著名的地方。一個樂觀的小狗聽說了這個地方並決定去參觀。當來到這個地方，他蹦蹦跳歡恰快的上了台階，來到房門口，他高高豎起耳朵，歡快地搖著尾巴，從門口往裡張望，他驚奇地看到有1000隻歡樂的小狗像他一樣快的搖尾巴。他燦爛地微笑著，回報他的是1000張熱情，友好的燦爛笑臉。離開時他心想："這是一個精彩的地主，我一定要經常來參觀。"
在這個村裡還有另一隻想參觀"千鏡屋"的小狗，他不及第一隻小狗樂觀，他慢吞吞地爬上台階，然後耷拉著腦袋往屋子裡看。一看到有1000隻小狗不友好地盯著他，他便開始沖他們狂吠，鏡中的1000隻小狗也沖著他狂吠，把他給嚇壞了，他在離開時心想："這是一個恐怖的地方，我再也不會來了。"
世界上所有的臉都是鏡子，在你所遇見的人的臉上你看到反射出來的是什麼?
3、An old cock and a foxIt is evening.An old cock is sitting in a tree.A fox comes to the tree and looks up at the cock."Hello,Mr Cock,I have good news for you,"says the fox."Oh"says thecock,"What good news for me?""All the animals are friends now."says the fox."Fine!"says the cock."I'm very glad to know that."Then he looks up、
"Look!A dog ia coming this way.""What?A dog?"says the fox."Well....well,I must go now.Goodbye,Mr Cock!""Wait,Mr Fox,Don't you like dogs?"Don't you like playing with the dog?Dogs are our friends now.""But,...but they may not know the news yet."Then he runs away."I see,I see,"says the cock.He smiles and goes to sleep
翻譯：一隻老公雞和一隻狐狸是夜。一隻老公雞呆在樹上。一隻狐狸走向大樹要拜訪公雞。"你好，公雞先生，我有一個關於你的好消息。"狐狸說。"噢，"公雞說，"是什麼關於我的好消息?""所有動物現在都是朋友了。"狐狸說。"好，"公雞說，"我聽到那非常高興!"然後他看到了。
"看，一隻狗正在往這邊來。""什麼?一隻狗?"狐狸問。"好的好的，現在我該走了，再見，公雞先生!""等等，狐狸先生，你難道不喜歡狗嗎?難道你不喜歡和狗玩么?狗現在是我們的朋友。""但是，但是它們現在可能還不知道。"然後他跑走了。"我知道了，我知道了，"公雞說。他微笑著然後去睡覺了。
4、The City Mouse and the Country Mouse
Once there were two mice. They were friends. One mouse lived in the country; the other mouse lived in the city. After many years the Country mouse saw the City mouse; he said, "Do come and see me at my house in the country." So the City mouse went. The City mouse said, "This food is not good, and your house is not good. Why do you live in a hole in the field? You should come and live in the city. You would live in a nice house made of stone. You would have nice food to eat. You must come and see me at my house in the city."
The Country mouse went to the house of the City mouse. It was a very good house. Nice food was set ready for them to eat. But just as they began to eat they heard a great noise. The City mouse cried, " Run! Run! The cat is coming!" They ran away quickly and hid.
After some time they came out. When they came out, the Country mouse said, "I do not like living in the city. I like living in my hole in the field. For it is nicer to be poor and happy, than to be rich and afraid."
【譯文】
城裡老鼠和鄉下老鼠
從前，有兩只老鼠，它們是好朋友。一隻老鼠居住在鄉村，另一隻住在城裡。很多年以後，鄉下老鼠碰到城裡老鼠，它說：「你一定要來我鄉下的家看看。」於是，城裡老鼠就去了。鄉下老鼠領著它到了一塊田地上它自己的家裡。它把所有最精美食物都找出來給城裡老鼠。城裡老鼠說：「這東西不好吃，你的家也不好，你為什麼住在田野的地洞里呢？你應該搬到城裡去住，你能住上用石頭造的漂亮房子，還會吃上美味佳餚，你應該到我城裡的家看看。」
鄉下老鼠就到城裡老鼠的家去。房子十分漂亮，好吃的東西也為他們擺好了。可是正當他們要開始吃的時候，聽見很大的一陣響聲，城裡的老鼠叫喊起來：「快跑！快跑！貓來了！」他們飛快地跑開躲藏起來。
過了一會兒，他們出來了。當他們出來時，鄉下老鼠說：「我不喜歡住在城裡，我喜歡住在田野我的洞里。因為這樣雖然貧窮但是快樂自在，比起雖然富有卻要過著提心吊膽的生活來說，要好些。」
⑧ 求經典英文短篇小說，書名，作者
《經典英文短篇小說集：哲理故事》作者：金莉，這本書不錯，價格不貴，也很有意義
⑨ 推薦一些英文短篇小說
相信你會喜歡這篇短小的小說的。
Appointment With Love －－By Sulamith Ish-Kishor
Six minutes to six, said the great round clock over the information booth in Grand Central Station. The tall young Army lieutenant who had just come from the direction of the tracks lifted his sunburned face, and his eyes narrowed to note the exact time. His heart was pounding with a beat that shocked him because he could not control it. In six minutes, he would see the woman who had filled such a special place in his life for the past 13 months, the woman he had never seen, yet whose written words had been with him and sustained him unfailingly.
He placed himself as close as he could to the information booth, just beyond the ring of people besieging the clerks...
Lieutenant Blandford remembered one night in particular, the worst of the fighting, when his plane had been caught in the midst of a pack of Zeros. He had seen the grinning face of one of the enemy pilots.
In one of his letters, he had confessed to her that he often felt fear, and only a few days before this battle, he had received her answer: "Of course you fear...all brave men do. Didn't King David know fear? That's why he wrote the 23rd Psalm. Next time you doubt yourself, I want you to hear my voice reciting to you: 'Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I shall fear no evil, for Thou art with me.'" And he had remembered; he had heard her imagined voice, and it had renewed his strength and skill.
Now he was going to hear her real voice. Four minutes to six. His face grew sharp.
Under the immense, starred roof, people were walking fast, like threads of color being woven into a gray web. A girl passed close to him, and Lieutenant Blandford started. She was wearing a red flower in her suit lapel, but it was a crimson sweet pea, not the little red rose they had agreed upon. Besides, this girl was too young, about 18, whereas Hollis Meynell had frankly told him she was 30. "Well, what of it?" he had answered. "I'm 32." He was 29.
His mind went back to that book - the book the Lord Himself must have put into his hands out of the hundreds of Army library books sent to the Florida training camp. Of Human Bondage, it was; and throughout the book were notes in a woman's writing. He had always hated that writing-in habit, but these remarks were different. He had never believed that a woman could see into a man's heart so tenderly, so understandingly. Her name was on the bookplate: Hollis Meynell. He had got hold of a New York City telephone book and found her address. He had written, she had answered. Next day he had been shipped out, but they had gone on writing.
For 13 months, she had faithfully replied, and more than replied. When his letters did not arrive she wrote anyway, and now he believed he loved her, and she loved him.
But she had refused all his pleas to send him her photograph. That seemed rather bad, of course. But she had explained: "If your feeling for me has any reality, any honest basis, what I look like won't matter. Suppose I'm beautiful. I'd always be haunted by the feeling that you had been taking a chance on just that, and that kind of love would disgust me. Suppose I'm plain (and you must admit that this is more likely). Then I'd always fear that you were going on writing to me only because you were lonely and had no one else. No, don't ask for my picture. When you come to New York, you shall see me and then you shall make your decision. Remember, both of us are free to stop or to go on after that - whichever we choose..."
One minute to six - Lieutenant Blandford's heart leaped higher than his plane had ever done.
A young woman was coming toward him. Her figure was long and slim; her blond hair lay back in curls from her delicate ears. Her eyes were blue as flowers, her lips and chin had a gentle firmness. In her pale green suit, she was like springtime come alive.
He started toward her, entirely forgetting to notice that she was wearing no rose, and as he moved, a small, provocative smile curved her lips.
"Going my way, soldier?" she murmured.
Uncontrollably, he made one step closer to her. Then he saw Hollis Meynell.
She was standing almost directly behind the girl, a woman well past 40, her graying hair tucked under a worn hat. She was more than plump; her thick-ankled feet were thrust into low-heeled shoes. But she wore a red rose in the rumpled lapel of her brown coat.
The girl in the green suit was walking quickly away.
Blandford felt as though he were being split in two, so keen was his desire to follow the girl, yet so deep was his longing for the woman whose spirit had truly companioned and upheld his own; and there she stood. Her pale, plump face was gentle and sensible; he could see that now. Her gray eyes had a warm, kindly twinkle.
Lieutenant Blandford did not hesitate. His fingers gripped the small worn, blue leather of Of Human Bondage, which was to identify him to her. This would not be love, but it would be something precious, something perhaps even rarer than love - a friendship for which he had been and must ever be grateful.
He squared his broad shoulders, saluted and held the book out toward the woman, although even while he spoke he felt shocked by the bitterness of his disappointment.
"I'm Lieutenant John Blandford, and you - you are Miss Meynell. I'm so glad you could meet me. May...may I take you to dinner?"
The woman's face broadened in a tolerant smile. "I don't know what this is all about, son," she answered. "That young lady in the green suit - the one who just went by - begged me to wear this rose on my coat. And she said that if you asked me to go out with you, I should tell you that she's waiting for you in that big restaurant across the street. She said it was some kind of a test. I've got two boys with Uncle Sam myself, so I didn't mind to oblige you."