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A Tired Little Worm
小蟲子累了
A tired little worm went to sleep one day,
一天有只小蟲子累了，
In a soft little cradle of silken grey,
用灰色的軟絲把自己圍繞，
And he said, as he snugly curled up in his nest,
舒服地蜷縮到里面說：
Oh, crawling was pleasant, but sleep is best.
“爬行很美妙，睡覺才最好”
He slept through the winter long and cold,
它就在卷起的被子里，
All tightly up in his blankets rolled,
一直睡過了漫長的嚴冬，
And at last awoke, on a warm spring day,
在暖和的春日蘇醒，
To find that the winter had gone away.
才發現寒冷消失無蹤
He woke to find he had golden wings,
它長出了金色的翅膀，當自己一覺醒來，
And no longer need crawl over sticks and things.
再也不用費勁地爬過草莖的障礙。
Oh, the earth was nice, said the glad butterfly,
高興的蝴蝶說：“啊，大地很美妙，
But heaven is best when we learn to fly.
可我們學會飛翔的時候，天空才是最好！”
