登入帳戶  | 訂單查詢  | 購物車/收銀台( 0 ) | 在線留言板  | 付款方式  | 聯絡我們  | 運費計算  | 幫助中心 |  加入書簽
會員登入 新註冊 | 新用戶登記
HOME新書上架暢銷書架好書推介特價區會員書架精選月讀2023年度TOP分類閱讀雜誌 香港/國際用戶
最新/最熱/最齊全的簡體書網 品種:超過100萬種書,正品正价,放心網購,悭钱省心 送貨:速遞 / EMS,時效:出貨後2-3日

2024年03月出版新書

2024年02月出版新書

2024年01月出版新書

2023年12月出版新書

2023年11月出版新書

2023年10月出版新書

2023年09月出版新書

2023年08月出版新書

2023年07月出版新書

2023年06月出版新書

2023年05月出版新書

2023年04月出版新書

2023年03月出版新書

2023年02月出版新書

『簡體書』小公主:A LITTLE PRINCESS(英文原版)(附赠配套英文朗读CD光盘)

書城自編碼: 2723089
分類: 簡體書→大陸圖書→外語英語讀物
作者: [美]弗兰西斯·H·伯内特
國際書號(ISBN): 9787201100302
出版社: 天津人民出版社
出版日期: 2016-01-26
版次: 1 印次: 1
頁數/字數: 200/250000
書度/開本: 32开 釘裝: 平装

售價:NT$ 149

我要買

share:

** 我創建的書架 **
未登入.



新書推薦:
全球视野下的高等教育
《 全球视野下的高等教育 》

售價:NT$ 448.0
游戏与人
《 游戏与人 》

售價:NT$ 314.0
向上社交
《 向上社交 》

售價:NT$ 381.0
手作简约百搭的品牌帆布包
《 手作简约百搭的品牌帆布包 》

售價:NT$ 330.0
民族的重塑:为什么我们惧怕和需要民族
《 民族的重塑:为什么我们惧怕和需要民族 》

售價:NT$ 364.0
中国宫廷医学养生精要
《 中国宫廷医学养生精要 》

售價:NT$ 437.0
战略叙事:传播力与新世界秩序
《 战略叙事:传播力与新世界秩序 》

售價:NT$ 437.0
基于语料库的秦汉简帛用字研究 与秦汉简帛用字习惯研究相关的论文集
《 基于语料库的秦汉简帛用字研究 与秦汉简帛用字习惯研究相关的论文集 》

售價:NT$ 437.0

建議一齊購買:

+

NT$ 171
《 鲁宾逊漂流记:ROBINSON CRUSOE(英文原版)(配套英文朗读免费下载) 》
+

NT$ 216
《 爱玛:EMMA(英文原版)(配套英文朗读免费下载) 》
+

NT$ 156
《 汤姆·索亚历险记:THE ADVENTURES OF TOM SAWYER(英文原版)(附赠配套英文朗读CD光盘) 》
+

NT$ 224
《 简爱:JANE EYRE(英文原版)(附赠配套英文朗读CD光盘) 》
+

NT$ 173
《 绿山墙的安妮:ANNE OF GREEN GABLES(英文原版)(随书附赠配套英文朗读CD) 》
+

NT$ 173
《 绿野仙踪:THE WONDERFUL WIZARD OF OZ (英文原版,随书附赠配套朗读CD光盘) 》
編輯推薦:
《小公主》自1905年首次出版以来,一百多年间多次再版,流传于全世界,并多次被搬上银幕舞台。一个多世纪以来,一直是全世界家庭为陶冶子女情操必备的经典文学读物。由小说改编的同名电影,曾由好来坞著名童星秀兰·邓波儿出演,被评为**的儿童影片之一,风靡全球。《小公主》本书为英文原版,同时随书附赠配套朗读CD,让读者在阅读精彩故事的同时,亦能提升英文阅读水平。
內容簡介:
《小公主》主要描述了小主人公英国女孩萨拉·克鲁在其父亲去世前后的生活。父亲去世前,她生活条件优越。克鲁上尉把女儿送到一所贵族学校,学校校长蝎尽全力为萨拉提供一切。她成了学校的“招牌学生”,从内向外都散发着公主的气息。克鲁上尉去世后,势力的校长把她赶到小阁楼,还要她干各种各样的杂活。对于生活的变故,周围同学的冷眼以及各种折磨,萨拉都以乐观的心态面对。即便衣衫槛楼,但她内心却表现得像个公主。



A Little Princess is a British
children''s novel by Frances Hodgson Burnett, first published as a book in 1905.
It is an expanded version of Burnett''s 1888 short story entitled Sara Crewe :
or, What Happened at Miss Minchin''s, which was serialized in St. Nicholas
Magazine from 1887 to 1888.

A Little Princess is full of good,
strong female characters, and shows its readers that being a princess isn’t
about being beautiful rich daughter of a king, trapped in a castle, waiting for
her prince. It’s about being a virtuous, kind and generous person, no matter
what your circumstances.

Based on a 2007 online poll, the U. S.
National Education Association named the book one of its “Teachers’ Top 100
Books for Children”. In 2012 it was ranked number 56 among all-time children’s
novels in a survey published by School Library Journal. It was the second of
two Burnett novels among the Top 100, with The Secret Garden number 15.
關於作者:
弗兰西斯·H·伯内特,1849年生于英国曼彻斯特市,1865年随全家移民美国田纳西州。伯内特的父亲早逝,家境贫寒,写作成了她抒发情感、逃避现实的管道,也由于她在小说创作方面有着出色的表现,18岁起她便开始在杂志上发表故事,赚取稿费贴补家用。她的第一本畅销书是28岁时出版的《劳瑞家的那闺女》That Lass O’Lowries,取材于幼年她在英国煤矿的生活。可是,真正让伯内特闻名于世的是她的儿童文学作品。1886年她发表了小说《小爵士》,这部小说写的是一个美国小男孩成为英国伯爵继承人的故事。“方特罗伊”从此成为英语词汇,指“过分盛装打扮的小孩”。这本书让伯内特成为当时最畅销、最富有的流行作家之一。此书和1905年发表的《小公主》都曾被改编成话剧。1939年,电影《秘密花园(小孤女)》和《小公主》由当时红极一时的童星秀兰·邓波儿Sherley
Temper主演。
目錄
Chapter 1 Sara 1

Chapter 2 A French
Lesson 11

Chapter 3 Ermengarde
17

Chapter 4 Lottie 24

Chapter 5 Becky 33

Chapter 6 The Diamond
Mines 43

Chapter 7 The Diamond
Mines Again 53

Chapter 8 In the Attic
73

Chapter 9 Melchisedec
83

Chapter 10 The Indian
Gentleman 94

Chapter 11 Ram Dass
106

Chapter 12 The Other
Side of the Wall 115

Chapter 13 One of the
Populace 123

Chapter 14 What
Melchisedec Heard and Saw 133

Chapter 15 The Magic
138

Chapter 16 The Visitor
161

Chapter 17 “It Is the
Child!” 176

Chapter 18 “I Tried Not
to Be” 183
Chapter 19 Anne
194
內容試閱
Once
on a dark winter’s day, when the yellow fog hung so thick and heavy in the
streets of London that the lamps were lighted and the shop windows blazed with
gas as they do at night, an oddlooking little girl sat in a cab with her father
and was driven rather slowly through the big thoroughfares.

She
sat with her feet tucked under her, and leaned against her father, who held her
in his arm, as she stared out of the window at the passing people with a queer
old-fashioned thoughtfulness in her big eyes.

She
was such a little girl that one did not expect to see such a look on her small
face. It would have been an old look for a child of twelve, and Sara Crewe was
only seven. The fact was, however, that she was always dreaming and thinking
odd things and could not herself remember any time when she had not been
thinking things about grown-up people and the world they belonged to. She felt
as if she had lived a long, long time.

At
this moment she was remembering the voyage she had just made from Bombay with
her father, Captain Crewe. She was thinking of the big ship, of the Lascars
passing silently to and fro on it, of the children playing about on the hot
deck, and of some young officers’ wives who used to try to make her talk to
them and laugh at the things she said.

Principally,
she was thinking of what a queer thing it was that at one time one was in India
in the blazing sun, and then in the middle of the ocean, and then driving in a
strange vehicle through strange streets where the day was as dark as the night.
She found this so puzzling that she moved closer to her father.

“Papa,”
she said in a low, mysterious little voice which was almost a whisper, “papa.”

“What
is it, darling?” Captain Crewe answered, holding her closer and looking down
into her face. “What is Sara thinking of?”

“Is
this the place?” Sara whispered, cuddling still closer to him.

“Is
it, papa?”

“Yes,
little Sara, it is. We have reached it at last.” And though she was only seven
years old, she knew that he felt sad when he said it.

It
seemed to her many years since he had begun to prepare her mind for “the
place,” as she always called it. Her mother had died when she was born, so she
had never known or missed her. Her young, handsome, rich, petting father seemed
to be the only relation she had in the world. They had always played together and
been fond of each other. She only knew he was rich because she had heard people
say so when they thought she was not listening, and she had also heard them say
that when she grew up she would be rich, too. She did not know all that being
rich meant. She had always lived in a beautiful bungalow, and had been used to
seeing many servants who made salaams to her and called her “Missee Sahib,” and
gave her her own way in everything. She had had toys and pets and an ayah who
worshipped her, and she had gradually learned that people who were rich had
these things. That, however, was all she knew about it.

During
her short life only one thing had troubled her, and that thing was “the place”
she was to be taken to some day. The climate of India was very bad for
children, and as soon as possible they were sent away from it—generally to
England and to school. She had seen other children go away, and had heard their
fathers and mothers talk about the letters they received from them. She had
known that she would be obliged to go also, and though sometimes her father’s
stories of the voyage and the new country had attracted her, she had been
troubled by the thought that he could not stay with her.

“Couldn’t
you go to that place with me, papa?” she had asked when she was five years old.
“Couldn’t you go to school, too? I would help you with your lessons.”

“But
you will not have to stay for a very long time, little Sara,” he had always
said. “You will go to a nice house where there will be a lot of little girls,
and you will play together, and I will send you plenty of books, and you will
grow so fast that it will seem scarcely a year before you are big enough and
clever enough to come back and take care of papa.”

She
had liked to think of that. To keep the house for her father; to ride with him,
and sit at the head of his table when he had dinner parties; to talk to him and
read his books—that would be what she would like most in the world, and if one
must go away to “the place” in England to attain it, she must make up her mind to
go. She did not care very much for other little girls, but if she had plenty of
books she could console herself. She liked books more than anything else, and
was, in fact, always inventing stories of beautiful things and telling them to
herself. Sometimes she had

told them to her father, and he had liked them as much as
she did.

“Well,
papa,” she said softly, “if we are here I suppose we must be resigned.”

He
laughed at her old-fashioned speech and kissed her. He was really not at all
resigned himself, though he knew he must keep that a secret. His quaint little
Sara had been a great companion to him, and he felt he should be a lonely
fellow when, on his return to India, he went into his bungalow knowing he need
not expect to see the small figure in its white frock come forward to meet him.
So he held her very closely in his arms as the cab rolled into the big, dull
square in which stood the house which was their destination.

 

 

書城介紹  | 合作申請 | 索要書目  | 新手入門 | 聯絡方式  | 幫助中心 | 找書說明  | 送貨方式 | 付款方式 香港用户  | 台灣用户 | 海外用户
megBook.com.tw
Copyright (C) 2013 - 2024 (香港)大書城有限公司 All Rights Reserved.