绿山墙的安妮:ANNE OF GREEN GABLES(英文原版)(附赠配套朗读MP3下载)

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     《绿山墙的安妮》这部加拿大儿童文学名著自1908年问世以来，已被译成数100多种文字，在全球销售达几千万册，《绿山墙的安妮》是一本世界公认的文学经典。作者以清新流畅、生动幽默的笔触，讲述了纯真善良、热爱生活的女主人公小安妮，自幼失去父母，11岁时被绿山墙的马修和马瑞拉兄妹领养，但她个性鲜明，富于幻想，凭借自己的刻苦勤奋，不但得到领养人的喜爱，也赢得老师和同学的关心和友谊。

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Anne of Green Gables is a 1908 novel by Canadian author Lucy Maud Montgomery. Written for all ages, it has been considered a children’s novel since the mid-twentieth century. It recounts the adventures of Anne Shirley, an 11-yearold orphan girl who is mistakenly sent to Matthew and Marilla Cuthbert, a middleaged brother and sister who had intended to adopt a boy to help them on their farm in Prince Edward Island. The novel recounts how Anne makes her way with the Cuthberts, in school, and within the town.

The original book is taught to students around the world. It has been adapted as film, made-for-television movies, and animated live-action television series. Plays and musicals have also been created, with productions annually in Canada since 1964 of the first musical production, which has toured in Canada, the United States, Europe and Japan.

Since publication, Anne of Green Gables has sold more than 50 million copies and has been translated into 20 languages.

《绿山墙的安妮》是一部甜蜜的描写儿童生活的小说，《绿山墙的安妮》是一本感动家长、老师和孩子的心灵读本。作者的语言清新自然，笔触生动幽默，以细腻的笔触来描写主人公内心深处的情感变化，故事情节一波三折，引人入胜。马修和马瑞拉兄妹对安妮发自肺腑的疼爱和无私的付出，感人至深，而安妮纯真善良、热爱生活、坚强乐观的形象更让人掩卷难忘。马克·吐温高度评价这部小说，称“安妮是继不朽的爱丽丝之后最令人感动和喜爱的形象”。由于本书的世界性影响，每年都有数以万计的各国游客慕名前往加拿大爱德华王子岛探访小说主人公生活的足迹。

《绿山墙的安妮》 露西·M·蒙哥马利，享誉世界的加拿大女作家，擅长小说创作。代表作品为《绿山墙的安妮》，被誉为“世界上非常甜蜜的少女成长故事”。马克·吐温评价道“安妮是继不朽的爱丽丝之后令人感动和喜爱的形象”。

CHAPTER 1 MRS. RACHEL LYNDE IS SURPRISED /1

CHAPTER 2 MATTHEW CUTHBERT IS SURPRISED /9

CHAPTER 3 MARILLA CUTHBERT IS SURPRISED /23

CHAPTER 4 MORNING AT GREEN GABLES /31

CHAPTER 5 ANNE’S HISTORY /38

CHAPTER 6 MARILLA MAKES UP HER MIND /44

CHAPTER 7 ANNE SAYS HER PRAYERS /50

CHAPTER 8 ANNE’S BRINGING-UP IS BEGUN /54

CHAPTER 9 MRS. RACHEL LYNDE IS PROPERLY HORRIFIED /63

CHAPTER 10 ANNE’S APOLOGY /71

CHAPTER 11 ANNE’S IMPRESSIONS OF SUNDAY-SCHOOL /79

CHAPTER 12 A SOLEMN VOW AND PROMISE /86

CHAPTER 13 THE DELIGHTS OF ANTICIPATI ON /92

CHAPTER 14 ANNE’S CONFESSION /97

CHAPTER 15 A TEMPEST IN THE SCHOOL TEAPOT/106

CHAPTER 16 DIANA IS INVITED TO TEA WITH TRAGIC RESULTS /122

CHAPTER 17 A NEW INTEREST IN LIFE /133

CHAPTER 18 ANNE TO THE RESCUE /140

CHAPTER 19 A CONCERT, A CATA STROPHE, AND A CONFESSION /150

CHAPTER 20 A GOOD IMAGINATI ON GONE WRONG /162

CHAPTER 21 A NEW DEPARTURE IN FLAV ORINGS /169

CHAPTER 22 ANNE IS INVITED OUT TO TEA/180

CHAPTER 23 ANNE COMES TO GRIEF IN AN AFFAIR OF HONOR /184

CHAPTER 24 MISS STA CY AND HER PUPILS GET UP A CONCERT/192

CHAPTER 25 MATT HEW INSISTS ON PUFFED SLEEVES /197

CHAPTER 26 THE STORY CLUB IS FORMED /207

CHAPTER 27 VANITY AND VEXATI ON OF SPIRIT/215

CHAPTER 28 AN UNFORTUNAT E LILY MAID /222

CHAPTER 29 AN EPOCH IN ANNE’S LIFE /231

CHAPTER 30 THE QUEEN’S CLASS IS ORGANIZED /240

CHAPTER 31 WHERE THE BROOK AND RIVER MEET/252

CHAPTER 32 THE PASS LIST IS OUT/259

CHAPTER 33 THE HOTEL CONCERT/267

CHAPTER 34 A QUEEN’S GIRL /278

CHAPTER 35 THE WINTER AT QUEEN’S /285

CHAPTER 36 THE GLORY AND THE DREAM /290

CHAPTER 37 THE REAPER WHOSE NA ME IS DEATH /296

 Mrs. Rachel Lynde Is Surprised

Mrs. Rachel Lynde lived just where the Avonlea main road dipped down into a little hollow, fringed with alders and ladies’ eardrops and traversed by a brook that had its source away back in the woods of the old Cuthbert place; it was reputed to be an intricate, headlong brook in its earlier course through those woods, with dark secrets of pool and cascade; but by the time it reached Lynde’s Hollow it was a quiet, well-conducted little stream, for not even a brook could run past Mrs. Rachel Lynde’s door without due regard for decency and decorum; it probably was conscious that Mrs. Rachel was sitting at her window, keeping a sharp eye on

everything that passed, from brooks and children up, and that if she noticed anything odd or out of place she would never rest until she had ferreted out the whys and wherefores thereof.

There are plenty of people in Avonlea and out of it, who can attend closely to their neighbor’s business by dint of neglecting their own; but Mrs. Rachel Lynde was one of those capable

creatures who can manage their own concerns and those of other folks into the bargain. She was a notable housewife; her work was always done and well done; she “ran” the Sewing Circle, helped run the Sunday-school, and was the strongest prop of the Church Aid Society and Foreign Missions Auxiliary. Yet with all this Mrs. Rachel found abundant time to sit for hours at her kitchen window, knitting “cotton warp” quilts—she had knitted sixteen of them, as Avonlea housekeepers were wont to tell in awed voices—and keeping a sharp eye on the main road that crossed the hollow and wound up the steep red hill beyond. Since Avonlea occupied a little triangular peninsula jutting out into the Gulf of St. Lawrence with water on two sides of it, anybody who went out of it or into it had to pass over that hill road and so run the unseen gauntlet of Mrs. Rachel’s all-seeing eye.

She was sitting there one afternoon in early June. The sun was coming in at the window warm and bright; the orchard on the slope below the house was in a bridal flush of pinky-white bloom, hummed over by a myriad of bees. Thomas Lynde—a meek little man whom Avonlea people called “Rachel Lynde’s husband”—was sowing his late turnip seed on the hill field beyond the barn; and Matthew Cuthbert ought to have been sowing his on the big red brook field away over by Green Gables. Mrs. Rachel knew that he ought because she had heard him tell Peter Morrison the evening before in William J. Blair’s store over at Carmody that he meant to sow his turnip seed the next afternoon. Peter had asked him, of course, for Matthew Cuthbert had never been known to volunteer information about anything in his whole life.

And yet here was Matthew Cuthbert, at half-past three on the afternoon of a busy day, placidly driving over the hollow and up the hill; moreover, he wore a white collar and his best suit of clothes, which was plain proof that he was going out of Avonlea; and he had the buggy and the sorrel mare, which betokened that he was going a considerable distance. Now, where was Matthew Cuthbert going and why was he going there?

Had it been any other man in Avonlea, Mrs. Rachel, deftly putting this and that together, might have given a pretty good guess as to both questions. But Matthew so rarely went from

home that it must be something pressing and unusual which was taking him; he was the shyest man alive and hated to have to go among strangers or to any place where he might have to talk. Matthew, dressed up with a white collar and driving in a buggy, was something that didn’t happen often. Mrs. Rachel, ponder as she might, could make nothing of it and her afternoon’s enjoyment was spoiled.