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When our winter came, the swallows flew to a distant place. A king lives in this faraway place. He has 11 sons and a daughter, Eliza. These 11 brothers are all princes. When they went to school, they wore heart-shaped badges on their chests and swords hanging around them. They used a diamond pen to write on the gold plate. They can carry the book from back to end, from back to end. People knew that they were princes. Their sister Eliza is sitting on a mirror-made stool. She has a picture book, which costs half a kingdom to buy.
Ah, these children are very happy; however, they are not always like this. Their father is the king of this whole country. He married a vicious queen. She is very bad for these poor children. They could see it the first day. There was a grand celebration throughout the palace, and the children were playing games to entertain guests. But they didn't get the extra snacks and baked apples, she only gave them a tea cup of sand; and said to them, it was a good thing.
A week later, she sent her younger sister, Eliza, to a rural farmer's house to lodge. Soon after, she said a lot of bad things about the poor prince before the king, so that he would no longer want to ignore them.
"Fly out into the wild, and make your own living," said the vicious queen. "You fly away like the giant birds without sound." But the bad things she wanted to do were not fully realized. They turned into 11 beautiful wild sky cranes. They made a strange cry, and flew out of the palace window, far across the park and into the forest.
Their sister hasn't got up yet and is sleeping in the farmer's house. When they passed here, it was not long before daylight. They circled on the roof, dropping their long necks to one side and one side to the other, flapping their wings. But no one has heard or seen them. They must continue to fly forward, flying high into the clouds, and flying far into the vast world. They kept flying into a large black forest stretching towards the coast.
Poor little Eliza stayed in the farmer's house, playing with a green leaf, because she had no other toys. She pierced a small hole in the leaf through which she could look towards the sun, at which point she seemed to see the bright eyes of many of her older brothers. Whenever the sun shines on her face, she remembers the kisses her brothers gave her.
Days passed day after day. The wind blew through the fence made of roses outside; it whispered to the roses, "Who is more beautiful than you?" But the rose shook her head and replied, "Alisa!" On Sunday, when the old peasant woman was sitting in the door and was reading the Book of Psalms, Fenger blew up the pages and said to the book
: "Who is better than you?" The Book of Psalms said: "And Eliza!" The words of the rose and the Book of Psalms are pure truths.
When she is 15 years old, she has to go home. The queen saw at once that she was so beautiful, and could not help but be angry and filled with hatred. She really wanted to turn her into a wild swan, like her brothers, but she didn't dare to do it right away because the king wanted to see her daughter.
Early one morning, the queen went to the bathroom. The bathroom is made of white marble with soft cushions and the most gorgeous flooring. She picked up three toads and kissed each one, so she said to the first:
"When Eliza walked into the bath, you sat on her head to make her stupid like you." She said to the second one, "Please sit on her forehead so that She became as ugly as you, and told her father not to know her. "She whispered to the third," Please lie on her heart, so that she may have a sinful heart, so that she will And feel pain. "
She put the toads into the clear water; they immediately turned green. She called Eliza in, undressed her, and told her to go into the water. When she jumped into the water, the first toad sat on her hair, the second sat on her forehead, and the third sat on her chest. But Eliza didn't notice these things at all. When she stood up, three poppies floated on the water. If the animals were not poisonous, they would turn into a few red roses if they had not been kissed by the witch. But no matter what, they have to become flowers, because they lie on her head and on her heart. She was too kind and naive, and magic could not work for her.
When the vicious queen saw the scene, she wiped Eliza's body with walnut juice, making the girl brown. She put another layer of stinky ointment on the girl's beautiful face, and made her beautiful hair mess up. The beautiful Eliza, no one can recognize it now.
When her father saw her, he couldn't help but be surprised, saying that this was not his daughter. No one knows her but a watchdog and a swallow. But they are all poor animals and can't say anything.
Poor Alyssa cried. She remembered her eldest brothers, who were far away. She sneaked out of the palace in sorrow, and spent the whole day in the fields and swamps, all the way to a large black forest. She didn't know where she was going, but she felt very sad; she missed her brothers: they would surely be driven into this vast world just like themselves. She has to look for them, find them.
Soon after she arrived in the forest, night fell
. She lost her way and was far away from the roads and paths; so she lay down on the soft moss. After she had finished her evening prayer, she rested her head on a tree root. The surroundings are very quiet, and the air is gentle; among the flowers and moss, there are countless fireflies shining like green Mars. When she gently rocked the first branch with her hands, the glowing worms rose towards her, like falling stars.
She dreamed of her brothers all night: they were a group of children playing together again, they wrote on the gold plate with diamond pens, and read the beautiful picture book worth half a kingdom. However, unlike in the past, what they write on the gold plate is not the zero-sum line: No, but some brave deeds they have done-deeds they have experienced and seen. So everything in that picture book also had life-birds were singing, and people came out of the picture book and talked to Elisa and her brothers. However, as soon as she opened the pages of the book, they immediately jumped in again, for fear of confusing the location of the picture.
When she woke up, the sun was already high. In fact, she couldn't see it, because the tall tree spread out dense branches. But the sun was shaking there, like a flower made of gold. The green branches and leaves gave off a scent, and the bird almost fell on her shoulders. She heard a gurgling sound of water. This is when several large springs run towards a lake
Sent out. The lake has a very beautiful sandy bottom. There was a thick bush of shrubs around it, but there was a wide gap that was opened by some stags-from this gap Alisa walked towards the lake. The water is very clear. If Fenger did not shake the branches and shrubs, she would think that they were painted on the bottom of the lake, because every leaf, whether it was illuminated by the sun or hidden in the shade, was all Clearly reflected on the lake.
When she saw her face, she was very frightened: she was so dark and ugly. But when she wetted her little hands and rubbed her eyes and forehead for a while, her white skin appeared again. So she undressed and walked into the cool water: people can no longer find a princess more beautiful than her in this world.
When she got dressed again and tied her long hair, she went to a flowing spring and drank it with her hands. Then she continued to go deep into the forest, but she did not know where she would go. She misses dear brothers, she thinks of a kind God-he will never abandon her. God made wild apples grow so that hungry people could eat. He now directed her to such a tree. Its power is all bent by the fruit. She is here for lunch. She placed some pillars under these branches; then she walked towards the deepest part of the forest.
It was so quiet all around, she could hear her footsteps, and every dry leaf that had cracked under her feet. A bird was invisible here, and no hint of sunlight could penetrate these dense branches. Those tall trunks lined so tightly, and when she looked forward, she felt as if she saw a row of wooden fences densely surrounding her. Ah, she has never experienced such loneliness in her life!
The night is dark. There was not even a bit of light from the fireflies in the moss. When she lay down to sleep, she felt very heavy. After a while she seemed to feel that the branches on her head were separated, and our God was staring at her with gentle eyes. Many, many angels peeped down on God's head and arm.
When she woke up in the morning, she didn't know if she was dreaming or really saw these things.
She took a few steps forward and met an old woman carrying a basket of berries. The old lady gave her a few fruits. Eliza asked if she had seen eleven princes riding through the forest on horses.
"No," said the old woman, "but yesterday I saw 11 swans wearing gold crowns swimming in the nearby river."
She led Eliza a certain way forward, up a hillside. At the foot of this hillside is a winding river. Trees growing on both sides of the tree stretched out long branches of green leaves and crossed each other. Some trees are inherently incapable of reaching their branches to the opposite bank; in this case, they allow the roots of the trees to pierce out of the soil so as to reach the surface of the water and intertwine with their branches and leaves.
Eliza said goodbye to the old woman. Then walk along the river until it reaches the place where the river enters the vast seaport.
Now in front of this young girl is a beautiful sea, but there is no sail and no hull. How could she move forward? She looked at the countless pebbles on the beach: the seawater had washed them round. Glass iron, stones-everything that came here gave the sea a new look-they looked softer than her delicate hands.
Water flows tirelessly, so hard things are changed into soft things. I should have this tireless spirit too! Thank you for your lesson, you-the clear, flowing water. My heart tells me that one day you will guide me to meet my dear brother.
There are eleven white swan feathers on the seagrass flowing over the waves. She picked them up and tied them up. They also had water droplets on them—whether it was dew or tears, no one could tell. The waterfront is lonely. But she didn't feel it at all, because the sea was changing all the time-it changed within a few minutes, more than those beautiful ones.
Lakes change more throughout the year. When a large cloud came over, it was as if the sea was saying, "I can also look very dark." Then the wind blew and the waves turned white flowers. But when the clouds glowed and the wind calmed down, the sea looked like a rose petal: it suddenly turned green and white. But no matter how quiet it became, there were slight fluctuations along the waterfront. The sea water was rising slightly at this moment, like the breast of a sleeping baby.
As the sun was about to set, Eliza saw 11 wild swans wearing gold crowns flying towards the landing site. They swept over one after another, looking like a long white ribbon. At this moment Eliza went up the hillside and hid behind a bush. The swans flapped their large white wings and slowly fell down near her.
As soon as the sun went under the water, the feathers of these swans fell off immediately, and they became eleven older brothers of Elisa. She exclaimed. Although they have changed a lot, she knows that this is them, it must be them. So she fell into their arms and called out their names. When they saw and recognized their little sister at the same time, they felt very happy. She is so tall and beautiful now. They laughed and cried for a while. They immediately knew what happened to each other and how bad their stepmother was to them.
The oldest brother said: "As long as the sun is still in the sky, our brethren have to become wild swans and fly non-stop. But as soon as it falls, we restore the original form of man. So we must always pay attention When the sun goes down, find a place to stand on. If you still fly into the clouds at this time, we will definitely become humans and fall into the deep ocean. We don't live here. There is one on the other side of the sea A country as beautiful as this. The distance not to pass there is very far away. We have to fly over this ocean, and in our journey, there is no island to allow us to spend the night; only one reef emerges from the water. It The area is only enough for a few of us to squeeze tightly together to rest on it. When the waves surge, the foam hits us. However, we should thank God for giving us this reef, on which we are Become human to spend the night. Without it, we would never see our dear motherland, because it took us the longest two days of the year to fly.
"Only once a year, we can visit our father's home. But we can only stay there for 11 days. We can circle over the big forest, look at the palace from there, look at the place where we were born and where our father lives Place, look at the tower of the church. Our mother is buried in this church. Here, the bushes and trees are like our relatives; here, the wild horses run on the field like we did when we were children; in Here, the charcoal burner sings ancient
Old song, we stepped on it in childhood
Son dance; here is our motherland: there is a force that draws us here; here we find you, dear little sister! We can also stay here for two days, and then we must fly across the sea to that To a beautiful country, but that is not our motherland. Is there any way to take you? We have neither big boats nor small boats. "
"How can I save you?" The sister asked.
They talked almost all night; they only took a nap or two. Eliza woke up because of the sound of a swan flapping her wings. My brothers changed their look again. They were orbiting the big circle; at last they flew away. But one of them-the youngest one-has fallen behind. He hid his head in her arms. She stroked his white wings. They were together all day. At dusk, the other swans flew back again. When the sun went down, they returned to their original form.
"Tomorrow we will fly away from here. For about a whole year, we will not be able to come back here. But we cannot leave you like this! Do you have the courage to go with us? Our arms are both I have enough strength to hold you through the forest, don't our wings have enough strength to carry you across the sea on your back? "
"Yes, take me with you," Eliza said.
It took them all night to weave a large, strong net from soft willow bark and tough reeds. Eliza was lying in the net. When the sun rose and her brother became a wild swan again, they used their mouths to hold the net. So they took their dear sister who was still asleep and flew high into the clouds. The sun was shining on her face, so there was a swan flying above her, using his wide wings to block the sun for her.
When Eliza woke up, they were already far from land. She thought that she was still dreaming; in her opinion, it was very strange to be entrusted to fly high above the sea. Beside her was a branch with beautiful ripe berries and a sweet grass root. This was the youngest brother who picked it for her and placed it beside her. She smiled at him with thanks, because she had recognized this as him. He flew over her head, covering her with wings.
They were flying so high that for the first time they found a boat floating below; it looked like a white seagull floating on the water. Behind them stood a large dark cloud-this was a complete mountain. Alyssa saw the reflection of herself and the 11 swans there. The ranks of their flights are huge. It seemed like a picture, more beautiful than anything they had seen before. But as the sun rises, the clouds behind them get farther and farther away.
Already. Those floating images are gone.
They fly forward in the air like whistling arrows all day. However, because they had to travel with their sister, their speed was much lower than usual. The weather was getting worse, and dusk was approaching. With anxiety, Alyssa saw the sun sink slowly, but the lonely reef in the sea has not appeared before her eyes. She seemed to feel that the swans were now flapping their wings with greater strength. Hey! They can't fly fast, it's all because of her. After the sun goes down, they have to restore their original shape and fall into the sea and drown. At this moment she prayed to our Lord deep in her heart, but she still could not see any reefs. As the big black clouds approached, the strong wind heralded the coming of the storm. Dark clouds form together. The raging, threatening tide was advancing, like a mass of lead. Lightning twitched, all of a sudden.
The sun is now close to the coast. Alyssa's heart trembled. At this moment, the swan was flying down, flying so fast that she believed she would fall. But they immediately stabilized. The sun has already sunk in half. It was then that she saw for the first time a small reef below her-it looked much smaller than the head of a seal that emerged from the water. The sun was sinking quickly, and it finally became as big as a star. Then she set foot on solid ground. The remnants of Mars after the sun burned through paper disappeared suddenly. She saw her brothers standing around her, holding hands, but there was no more place than just the space where they and she stood. Haitao hit this reef and hurled at them like a shower. The sky was constantly burning with flames, and thunder rumbling rumblingly. But the siblings held their hands tightly and sang hymns at the same time-this gave them comfort and courage.
In the morning light, the air is pure and quiet. As soon as the sun came out, the swans took Elisa off the island. The waves are still rough. But when they flew high, the white foam beneath looked like countless swans floating on the water.
The sun rose higher, and Alyssa saw a mountainous country ahead, floating in the air. The mountains are covered with glowing ice; in the middle of this place stands a palace that is two or three miles long, with rows of solemn columns standing in it. Below it stretches an undulating palm grove and many bright flowers the size of a water wheel. She asked if this was the country she was going to. But the swans shook their heads, because what she saw was only the fairy Morgana (Note: ① This is a fairy in a series of legends about King Arthur. It is said that she can transform into a mirage in the air (Morganas Skyslot) .) The gorgeous, ever-changing palace in the clouds, they dare not bring mortals into it. Eliza stared at it. Suddenly, mountains, forests and palaces
The temples disappeared together, and they were replaced by 20 magnificent churches. They are all the same: tall towers, spire windows. She thought in fantasy that she heard the sound of the church organ, but in fact she heard the roar of the sea.
She was about to fly into these churches now, but they all turned into a row of sailboats, floating under her. She looked down. That turned out to be just a layer of sea fog floating on the water. Indeed, it was a series of endless changes that she had to watch. But now she had seen the real country she was going to. Here are magnificent green hills, fir forests, cities and royal palaces. She had fallen in front of a large cave before the sun had set. The mouth of the cave is full of delicate, green arabesque plants that look like a splendid carpet.
"We're going to see what dreams you will have here tonight!" Said her youngest brother, while showing her her bedroom.
"I hope I can dream of how to rescue you!" She said.
The idea had always been vivid in her heart, which made her pray to God enthusiastically and ask him for help. Yes, even in the dream, she kept praying. So she felt as if she had flew high into the air, to the palace in the cloud in Morgana. The fairy came to meet her. She is very beautiful, and she shines all over. Even so, she looks a lot like the old woman who used to eat her berries in the forest and told her those swans with gold crowns
"Your brothers can be saved!" She said, "but do you have the courage and perseverance? The seawater is much softer than your delicate hands, but it can change hard stones into other shapes. But it doesn't hurt It feels like your fingers hurt. It doesn't have a heart, so it won't feel the kind of distress and pain you endure. Look at these stinging nettles in my hand! The one you sleep in Around the cave, there are many such nettles. Only it-those nettles born in church graves-can work. Please remember this. You have to collect them, although they can take your The hands are frothy. You have to crush these nettles with your feet, so you can get the hemp. You can knit it into threads and weave 11 long-sleeved armors. You put them there 11 wild swans, then the magic on them can be relieved. But remember, from the moment you start working until you finish, even if all the work takes a year, you will not Can say a word. When you say a word, it will be like a sharp Dagger pierce the heart of your brother's chest. Their life is hanging on your tongue. Please keep this in mind. "
So the fairy asked her to touch the nettles. It's like a burning fire. Alisa woke up as soon as she touched it. It's already bright. Cling
There was a nettle in the place where she slept-it was the same as she saw in her dream. She knelt on the ground, thanking our Lord. Then she got out of the hole and started working.
She held these terrible nettles with her tender hands. This plant is stinging like fire. A lot of bubbles were burning in her hands and arms. But as long as she can rescue her dear brother, she is willing to endure these pains. So she broke each nettle barefoot and started weaving the green hemp removed from it.
When the sun went down, her brothers came back. They were terrified when they saw her not saying a word. They believed that this was again a new hex of their vicious stepmother. However, as soon as they saw her hand, they knew she was suffering for them. The youngest brother couldn't help crying. Where his teardrops dripped, she didn't feel pain, and even those hot blisters were gone.
She was working all night because she would not rest until her dear brother was saved. The next day all day, when the swan flew away, she sat alone, but time never passed as fast as she does now. She finished weaving one piece of armor, and she immediately began to weave another.
At this moment a hunting horn sounded in the mountains. She was afraid. The sound is getting closer. She heard the hound's bark, and she hid in panic in a panic. She bundled her collected and combed nettles into small bales and sat on it.
At the same time, a large hunting dog jumped out of the bush; then the second and third jumped out. They barked, ran around, and ran back again. Within a few minutes, the hunters came to the entrance of the cave; the best of them was the king of the country. He came towards Alyssa. He had never seen a girl more beautiful than her.
"How did you get here, sweet boy?" He asked.
Alyssa shook her head. She dared not speak-because it would affect the salvation and life of her brothers. She hid her hands under the apron so that the king could not see the pain she endured.
"Come with me!" He said. "You can't be old here. If your kindness is comparable to your beauty, I will make you wear silk and velvet clothes, put a gold crown on your head, and give my most luxurious palace You as your home. "
So he held her up immediately. She cried while twisting her hands in pain. But the king said:
"I just wish you happiness, and one day you will thank me."
So he rode away in the mountains. He let her sit in front of him, and the rest of the hunters followed behind them.
When the sun
As they fell, a beautiful capital with many churches and domes appeared in front of them. The king led her into the palace-here a huge fountain spouted water in a large, marble hall, and all the walls and ceilings here were painted with brilliant murals. But she has no mood to look at these things. She shed tears and felt sad. She let the court ladies casually put on her court clothes, put some pearls in her hair, and put on delicate gloves on her bubbly hands.
She was standing there, dressed in a Chinese costume, with beautiful eyes. The whole court bent down in front of her deeply. The king chose her as his own bride, although the archbishop kept shaking his head and whispering, saying that the beautiful girl in the forest was a witch, covering everyone's eyes and fascinating the king.
But the king ignored these rumors. He called to play the music and set up the most luxurious banquet; he asked the most beautiful court ladies to dance around her. Eliza was led through the fragrant garden and into the magnificent hall; but there was no smile on her lips and no light in her eyes. They are the embodiment of sorrow. Now the king pushed open the door of the next bedroom-this was where she slept. The room was decorated with precious green felt, exactly the same shape as the hole she had lived in. The bunch of nettles she pulled out was still resting on the ground, and the cloak she had woven was hung under the ceiling. These things were brought back by the hunters as strange objects.
"You can go back to your hometown from your dreams here," said the king. "This is the work you are doing there. Now living in this gorgeous environment, you can recall the past days as a pastime."
When Eliza saw these beloved objects, a smile came from her mouth, and a flush came back to her face. She remembered that she was about to rescue her brother, so she kissed the king's hand. He held her close to his heart and ordered all churches to ring the bell and announce his wedding. The beautiful dumb girl from the forest is now the queen of this country.
The archbishop secretly said many bad words in the king's ears, but these words did not touch the king's heart. The wedding was finally held. The archbishop must put the crown on her head in person. He pressed the narrow hood tightly to her forehead with a vicious contempt, which made her feel pain. But there was a heavier hoop in her heart—the sadness she felt for her brothers. She couldn't feel the physical pain. Her mouth was silent, because she could kill her brothers with a single word. However, her eyes showed a deep love to this kind, beautiful, king who tried everything to make her happy. She loved him wholeheartedly, and the love grew day by day. Ah, how she wished she could trust him and be able to take her pain
Tell him everything! But she must be silent, and finish her work in silence. So she sneaked away from him at night
Drive away and walk to the small house decorated like a hole, weaving armor one by one. But when she reached the seventh, she ran out of linen.
She knew that the nettles she needed were growing in the church's cemetery. But she had to pick it herself. But how could she go there?
"Ah, compared to the pain I have to endure, what is the pain in my hand?" She thought. "I have to take a risk! Our Lord will not help me."
With fear, she seemed to be planning a sinful thing and secretly walked into the garden on this bright night. She walked through the long tree-lined path, through the uninhabited street, all the way to the church graveyard. She saw a group of vampires. On a large headstone. These strangely ugly monsters took off their ragged clothes, as if going to take a shower. They dug their long and thin fingers into the newly buried grave, dragged them out of the body, and then ate the human flesh. Eliza had to walk past them tightly. They stared at her with terrible eyes. But she was praying, gathering the stinging nettles. Finally she took it back to the palace.
Only one person saw her-the archbishop. When others were sleeping, he got up. What he had guessed was now fully confirmed: the queen was not a real queen-she was a witch, so she captivated the king and the people of the country.
He told the King what he saw and doubted in the confessional. When these harsh words came out of the tip of his tongue, the statues of the gods shook their heads, as if trying to say, "This is not the case at all! Elisa is not guilty!" Another explanation-he thinks that the fairies have seen her sin, so they shake their heads at her sin. Two heavy tears ran down the king's cheeks. He went home with a doubt. He pretended to be asleep at night, but his eyes were not sleepy at all. He saw how Eliza got up. She did this every night; every time he followed her behind and saw how she had gone to her separate little room and disappeared.
His face seemed darker every day. Eliza noticed the situation, but she didn't understand the truth. But this disturbed her-and at the same time she had to endure the pain for her brother! Her tears dripped onto her queen's velvet and purple clothes. These teardrops stopped there like shiny diamonds. Anything to see
In such a luxurious and wealthy situation, people must also hope that they can become a queen. In the meantime, her work was almost complete, leaving only one piece of armor to knit. But she was no more numb—not even a nettle. So she got a last trip in the church's cemetery and went to pick up a few nettles. She couldn't help thinking of the lonely journey and the terrible vampires. But her will is as firm as her trust in our God.
Eliza went, but the king and the archbishop followed her. They saw her go through the iron lattice door and disappear into the church graveyard. As they approached, the vampires were sitting on the tombstone, exactly as Eliza had seen. The king immediately dropped him because he thought she was one of them. Tonight, she lay her head in his arms.
"Let everyone referee her!" He said.
The crowd judged her: she should be burned to death with a red fire.
People took her from the magnificent deep palace hall to a damp cellar-where the wind blew in from the lattice window. People no longer asked her to wear velvet and silk clothes, but gave her a bundle of nettles she had collected herself. She could rest her head on this nettle, and cover her own rugged cloak. But there was nothing else that made her love more than that. She continued to work while praying to God. Outside, the children in the street sang songs that laughed at her. No one said anything good to comfort her.
At dusk, the sound of a swan's flapping wings sounded outside the lattice window-this is her youngest brother. He has now found his sister. She was sobbing with joy, even though she knew that the night to come might be the last night she could live. But her work is almost complete, and her brothers are already there.
Now the archbishop is here too, to spend this last moment with her-because he promised the king to do so. But she shook her head and asked him to leave with eyes and expressions, because on this last night, she had to finish her work, otherwise all her efforts, all her, her tears, her pain, she Insomnia nights will become futile. The archbishop said something malicious to her and finally left. But poor Eliza knew she was innocent. She continued to do her job.
Little Mouse was busy on the ground, dragging nettles to her heels, to help her do something. The thrush bird perched on the iron railing of the window and sang the best song to her all night so that she would not lose her courage.
It's not bright yet. It's only an hour before the sun comes out. At this time, her 11 elder brothers are standing in the palace
Door, asking to go in to meet the king. People replied that this matter could not be done because it was still night and the king was sleeping and could not wake him up. They begged, they threatened, and finally the guards came, yes, even the king came out in person. He asked what was going on. At this time, the sun came out, and the brothers disappeared suddenly. Only 11 white swans remained, hovering over the royal palace.
All the citizens rushed out of the city gate like a tide to watch the witch burned to death. An old and skinny horse was dragging a prison cart and she was sitting inside. People had dressed her in a coarse mourning dress. Her lovely hair was fluffy on her beautiful head; her cheeks were as bloodless as dead; her lips were shaking slightly, and her fingers were busy weaving green nettles. She did not interrupt the work she had already started, even on her way to death. There are 10 pieces of armor on her feet, and she is now completing the 11th. Everyone was laughing at her.
"Look at this witch! Look at what she's muttering again! She doesn't have the Book of Psalms; no, she's still busy messing with her abominable demon-taking it from her and tearing it It's 1000 pieces! "
Everyone embraced her to tear the things in her hands into pieces. At this time, 11 white swans came and landed on the car, standing around her, flapping their wide wings. The crowd retreated to both sides in horror.
"This is a signal from heaven! She must be innocent!" Many people whispered to each other, but they did not dare to speak out loud.
At this moment the executioner held her hand tightly. She hurriedly threw these 11 clothes to the swan, and immediately 11 beautiful princes appeared, but the youngest prince still had a swan's wings as an arm because his armor was missing one Sleeve-she hasn't fully knitted yet.
"Now I can speak! She said." I'm innocent! "
When everyone saw this, they couldn't help bending down in front of her, as if in front of a saint. But she fell into her brother's arms and lost consciousness, because excitement, anxiety, and pain all came to her heart.
"Yes, she is innocent," said the older brother.
He now spoke out everything. When he spoke, there was a scent of fragrance slowly spreading out, as if there were hundreds of roses blooming, because every piece of wood on the woodpile had grown roots and branches-now standing here It was a fragrant fence, tall and large, covered with red roses. Above it, a white and bright flower shot out like a star. The king picked this flower and stuck it in
Alisa's chest. She woke up with a feeling of peace and happiness in her heart.
All church bells rang automatically, and birds flew in flocks. The newlyweds who went back to the palace did not see it in any kingdom before.
This story was published in 1838. The plot is very moving. It comes from a Danish folk tale, but Andersen added a new theme, that is, the fight between good and evil. The main character is Eliza. Alyssa is a weak woman, but she will use her determination and perseverance to defeat the queen and bishop who are much stronger and powerful than her, and rescue the eleven brothers who became swan by the queen's magic. She endured the sting of nettles, the harsh environment, and framed by her powerful bishop, striving to weave those 11 long-sleeved armors to restore her brothers to human form. She endured physical torture, but the mental stress was even harder: "Her mouth is silent, because she can kill her brothers with a single word." Because of this, she had to endure People regarded her as a witch and the punishment for burning her to death, although she could not defend, although she "knows that she is innocent." Her kindness even moved the little mouse, who helped collect nettles for her; the thrush also " Perched on an iron railing by the window, and sang the best song to her all night, so that she would not lose her courage. "She got into the prison car, put on her mourning clothes, and was on her way to" Death without interruption. She has already begun Work. "At the last minute, her work was almost complete, and her 11 brothers arrived immediately. They put on her woven armor and regained human form. She can speak now. She spoke the truth, gained the understanding of the masses, and also defeated the slander against her by powerful people, and she finally won happiness. She finally became a winner.
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