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12月27日故事:The wooden Bowl 木碗
please read the story carefully,then translate the red sentences and tell me what are you thinking about when you read the whole story~Don't be shy,just make your imagination fly in your sky!
There was once a very old man. His eyes had become dim and his ears were dull of hearing. His knees trembled and when he sat at the table he could hardly hold the spoon and spilt the broth upon the table-cloth or it ran out of his mouth. His son and his son's wife were disgusted by this. So they made the old father sit in the corner behind the stove and gave him an earthenware bowl to eat out of with not enough in it. And he used to tearfully look at the table. Another time, his trembling hands could not hold the bowl, and it fell to the ground and broke. The young wife scolded him, but he said nothing and only sighed. Then they bought him a wooden bowl for a few half-pence to eat out of.
One day they were sitting around when the little grandson of four years old began to gather together some bits of wood upon the ground."What are you doing there,"asked the father."I am making a little trough," answered the child," for father and mother to eat out of when I am big."
The man and his wife looked at each other for a while and then began to cry. Then they took the old father to the table and after that they always let him eat with them and said nothing if he spilled a little of anything.
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