cm是什么意思国王的新衣(英文版)

2021年1月23日发(作者：谨慎性原则)
Many
years
ago,
there
was
an
Emperor,
who
was
so
excessively fond of new clothes, that he spent all his money in
dress. He did not trouble himself in the least about his soldiers;
nor did he care to go either to the theatre or the chase, except
for the opportunities then afforded him for displaying his new
clothes. He had a different suit for each hour of the day; and as
of any other king or emperor, one is accustomed to say,
sitting in council,
sitting in his wardrobe.
Time passed merrily in the large town which was
his capital;
strangers arrived every day at the court. One day, two rogues,
calling
themselves
weavers,
made
their
appearance.
They
gave
out
that
they
knew
how
to
weave
stuffs
of
the
most
beautiful
colors
and
elaborate
patterns,
the
clothes
manufactured from which should have the wonderful property
of remaining invisible to everyone who was unfit for the office
he held, or who was extraordinarily simple in character.


must,
indeed,
be
splendid
clothes!
thought
the
Emperor.
in
my
realms
are
unfit
for
their
office,
and
also
be
able
to
distinguish
the
wise
from
the
foolish!
This
stuff
must
be
woven
for
me
immediately.
And
he
caused
large
sums
of
money to be given to both the weavers in order that they might
begin their work directly.
So the two pretended weavers set up two looms, and affected
to
work
very
busily,
though
in
reality
they
did
nothing
at
all.
They
asked
for
the
most
delicate
silk
and
the
purest
gold
thread; put both into their own knapsacks;
and then continued their pretended work at the empty looms
until late at night.

cloth,
elapsed;
he
was,
however,
rather
embarrassed,
when
he
remembered that a simpleton, or one unfit for his office, would
be unable to see the manufacture. To be sure, he thought he
had nothing to risk in his own person; but yet, he would prefer
sending
somebody
else,
to
bring
him
intelligence
about
the
weavers,
and
their
work,
before
he
troubled
himself
in
the
affair.
All
the
people
throughout
the
city
had
heard
of
the
wonderful
property
the
cloth
was
to
possess;
and
all
were
anxious
to
learn
how
wise,
or
how
ignorant,
their
neighbors
might prove to be.

Emperor at last, after some deliberation,
to see how the cloth looks; for he is a man of sense, and no
one can be more suitable for his office than he is.
So the faithful old minister went into the hall, where the knaves
were working with all their might, at their empty looms.
can be the meaning of this?
thought
the
old
man,
opening
his
eyes
very
wide.

cannot
discover the least bit of thread on the looms.
not express his thoughts aloud.
The impostors requested him very courteously to be so good
as
to
come
nearer
their
looms;
and
then
asked
him
whether
the design pleased him, and whether the colors were not very
beautiful; at the same time pointing to the empty frames. The
poor
old
minister
looked
and
looked,
he
could
not
discover
anything on the looms, for a very good reason, viz: there was
nothing there.

I have never thought so myself; and no one must know it now
if I am so. Can it be, that I am unfit for my office? No, that must
not be said either. I will never confess that I could not see the
stuff.

work.

it
is
excellent!
replied
the
old
minister,
looking
at
the
loom through his spectacles.
I will tell the Emperor without delay, how very beautiful I think
them.

shall
be
much
obliged
to
you,
said
the
impostors,
and
then they named the different colors and described the pattern
of the pretended stuff. The old minister listened attentively to
their words, in order that he might repeat them to the Emperor;
and then the knaves asked for more silk and gold, saying that
it was necessary to complete what they had begun. However,
they
put
all
that
was
given
them
into
their
knapsacks;
and
continued to work with as much apparent diligence as before
at their empty looms.
The Emperor now sent another officer of his court to see how
the
men
were
getting
on,
and
to
ascertain
whether
the
cloth
would soon be ready. It was just the same with this gentleman
as with the minister; he surveyed the looms on all sides, but
could see nothing at all but the empty frames.

lord
the
minister?
asked
the
impostors
of
the
Emperor's
second
ambassador;
at
the
same
time
making
the
same