They Are Here in My Hand 它们全在我手里

Mrs Williams loved flowers and had¹ a small but beautiful garden.

 

In the summer, her roses² were always the best in her street. One summer afternoon her bell rang, and when she went to the front door, she saw³ a small boy outside.

 

He was⁴ about seven years old, and was holding a big bunch⁵ of beautiful roses in his hand.

 

"I am selling roses," he said⁶, "Do you want any? They are quite cheap. Five pence⁷ for a big bunch. They are fresh⁸. I picked¹⁰ them this afternoon."

 

"My boy," Mrs Williams answered, "I pick⁹ roses whenever¹¹ I want, and don't pay¹² anything for them, because I have lots in my garden."

 

"Oh, no, you haven't," said the small boy, "There aren't any roses in your garden -- because they are here in my hand!"

 

威廉斯夫人喜爱花，而且有一个小而漂亮的花园。

 

在夏天，她的玫瑰花在她那条街上总是最好的。一个夏日的下午，她的门铃响了，当她去到前门时，看见一个小男孩在门外。

 

这个小男孩7岁左右，手里拿着一大束漂亮的玫瑰花。

 

“我在卖玫瑰花，” 这个小孩说，“ 你想买点吗？这些花想当便宜。 5便士买一大束。这些花很新鲜，今天下午我才摘的。”

 

“ 我的宝贝，”威廉斯夫人回答说，“ 每当我想要玫瑰花时，我就去摘，而且摘了花我也不用付钱，因为在我的花园里有许多玫瑰花。”

 

“哦，不，你现在没有了，”这个小男孩说，“ 你的花园里没有玫瑰花了——因为它们全在我这手里！”

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