汉默尔恩的彩衣吹笛人（HammerMDonthePiedPiper）.docVIP

汉默尔恩的彩衣吹笛人（Hammer M Don the Pied Piper） 汉默尔恩的彩衣吹笛人(Hammer M Don the Pied Piper) Its a fairy tale poem by English poet Robert Browning. The story itself comes from European folklore. Hammer M Don the Pied Piper Once upon a time, there were a lot of mice in a small town. These mice are so wild that they bring untold nightmares to people who cant live happily. Everyone asked the mayor to try to restore his peace of mind, so he put up a notice promising a great reward for those who could help drive the mice away. Shortly after a moon of the night, to a person wearing a coat. He whistled a melody, when the siren sounded, all the mice were poured out. As he played the flute, he went out of town, and the mice lined up behind him. After they reached the river, they jumped into the river again and drowned. Go back to a piper. But the mayor and the people are back, they think he just play the flute, didnt take what effort, so refused to pay. The piper smiled, did not say a word to go. That night, he began to play that wonderful melody. This time, every child, like the mouse, all out of bed and danced to the piper, no matter how the parents call, do not look back. Only a child running exception, how he could not keep up with other children, to keep up with the pace of the piper. He cried out into the distance in the moonlight. In this way, except him, all the children in the town, are behind the piper, farther away, finally disappeared, never to return. - Hammer M Don Pied Piper First, he came across the moonlight, looked at me, eyes clear, as in his hands of the flute, flashing bright colors of sincerity. The wind was full of his robes. He said, boy, Ill take you home.. I looked him in the eye. For twelve years, no one has ever seen my eyes so sincerely. Two people pretend to like me because Im the only child here. They never look at my eyes, never hug, just touch my head, tell me roses are red, and the sky is blue. My parents are nothing more than that, but they say, c