小学英语阅读之第十七篇

　　There was an inkstand on the desk in a poet's room. Some strange sounds came out of the bottle. "How amazing! Anything can come out of that inkstand."

　　The inkstand was proud of herself when she heard that. "Yes, I am unbelievable." The inkstand told this to a feather pen and other writing materials. "Sometimes, even I am amazed by what comes out of me. One drop of me is enough to fill half a piece of paper."

　　The inkstand had no idea what was inside of her. But she thought she had everything. "Don't you think about yourself at all? If you had a chance to think abort who you really are, you would have found out that the only thing that you can do is drop ink." The feather pen said that he was the one who wrote on the paper. The inkstand and the feather pen had an argument. "You idiot, the poet can write his poems only because of me." The feather pen said that the only thing the inkstand can do is give him ink. They kept arguing.

　　"Inkstand! You don't know anything. Peo cannot write without a pen." "Without me, you are just a shabby little bird feather." The feather pen laughed at the inkstand.

　　At that moment, the poet came back from a concert. He opened the inkstand to write a poem. He started to write about the fantastic violin performance of that night. "The sound of the violin was just magnificent. But peo think it is easy to play the violin."

　　The poet had a different opinion from those of other peo. He wrote that the wonderful violin performance was because of the player's ability. Neither the inkstand nor the feather pen could recognize that their abilities were all precious until then. They are a gift from God.

　　Feather Pen和Inkstand

　　有一个诗人的房间桌上的墨水。瓶子里传出一些奇怪的声音。多么神奇！什么都可以出来的墨水瓶。”

　　当她听说墨水瓶架是自己的骄傲。”是的，我是令人难以置信的。“墨水瓶告诉了羽毛笔和其他书面材料。”有时，甚至我对我的结局感到惊讶。一滴我就足以填满半张纸了。”

　　墨水瓶不知道里面装的是她。但她认为她拥有一切。”难道你一点都不想自己吗？如果你有机会思考你是谁，你会发现你唯一能做的就是掉墨水。”羽毛笔说他是写在纸上的那个人。墨水瓶和羽毛笔的争论。”你这个白痴，诗人能写诗只因为我。“羽毛笔说墨水瓶唯一能做的就是给他墨水。他们不停地争论。

　　“墨水瓶！你根本就不懂。人不能没有钢笔写字。”“没有我，你只是一个破旧的小鸟的羽毛，羽毛笔嘲笑墨水瓶。

　　就在那时，诗人从音乐会回来了。他打开墨水瓶写一首诗。他开始写那晚美妙的小提琴演奏。小提琴的声音真是太美妙了。但是人们认为拉小提琴很容易。”

　　这位诗人和其他人有不同的看法。他写道，精彩的小提琴演奏是因为演奏者的能力。无论是墨水瓶还是羽毛笔能认识到他们的才能都是宝贵的直到那时。它们是上帝给我们的礼物。