天才一秒记住【畅想小说网】地址：http://www.cxtra.net
最后一课TheLastLesson
banner"
>
阿尔封斯·都德Alpho
阿尔封斯·都德（1840—1897），19世纪法国现实主义作家。
都德生于法国南方一个破落的丝绸商人家庭。
15岁起都德独自谋生，后来到巴黎，从事文艺创作，过着清苦的文人生活。
1870年，普法战争爆发，都德应征入伍。
1897年卒于巴黎。
都德一生写过近百篇短篇小说，其中大多数作品以普法战争为背景，讴歌了法国人民的爱国情怀，主要作品有长篇小说《小东西》《达拉斯贡城的戴达伦》《不朽者》，短篇小说《最后一课》《柏林之围》，散文集《磨坊书简》等。
Istartedforschoolverylatethatmandwasidreadofasg，especiallybecauseM.HamelhadsaidthathewouldquestionusonpartidIdidnotkwordabouttheForamomentIthaeofdoors.Itwassowarm，sht!Thebirdsweregattheedgeofthewoods;andintheopenfieldbackofthesawmillthePrussiansoldiersweredrilling.Itwasallmuptingthaiciples，butIhadthestre，aoschool.
Wheownhalltherewasafroin-board.Forthelasttwoyearsallourbadnewshadthere—thelostbattles，thedraft，theordersoftheandihoughttomyself，withoutstopping:
"Whatbethematternow?"
Then，asIhurriedbyasfastasIcouldgo，theblacksmith，asthere，rehebulletierme:
"Don'tgosofast，bub;you'llgettoyoursplentyoftime!"
Ithoughthewasmakingfunofme，andreachedM.Hamel'slittlegardenalloutofbreath.
Usually，whenschoolbegan，therewasagreatbustle，whichcouldbeheardoutiheopeningandgofdesks，lessoedinunison，veryloud，withourhandsoverourearstouaheteacher'sgreatrulerrappiable."Alittlemorequite!"Butnowitwasallsostill!Ihadmotioomydeskwithoutbei，ofcourse，thatdayeverythinghadtobeasquietasSundayThroughthemyclassmates，alreadyintheirpladM.HamelanddownwithhisterribleironrulerunderhisarIhadtoopenthedoinbeforeeverybody.YouehowIblushedandhhtenedI>
Butnothinghappened.M.Hamelsawmeandsaidverykindly:
"Gotoyourplacequickly，littleFranz.Wewerebeginningwithoutyou."
Ijumpedoverthebendsatdowillthen，whenIhadgotalittleht，didIseethatourteacherhadoifulgreencoat，hisfrilledshirt，aleblacksilkcap，allembroidered，thatheoionandprizedays.Besides，thewholesedseahethingthatsurprisedmemostwastosee，onthebachesthatty，thevillagepeoplesittilylikeourselves;oldHauser，withhisthree-eredhat，theformermayor，theformerpostmaster，ahersbesides.Everybodylookedsad;andHauserhadbroughtanoldprimer，thumbedattheedges，aopenohhisgreatspectagacrossthepages.
aboutitall，M.Hamelmountedhisd，inthesamegraveaonewhichhehadusedtome，said:
"My，thisisthelastlessonIshallgiveyou.TheorderhasBerlintoteaanintheschoolsofAlsadLorraierorrow.ThisisyourlastFren.Iwantyoutobeveryatte;
Whatathuhesewordsweretome!
Oh，thewretches;thatwaswhattheyhadputupattheto>
MylastFren!Why，Ihardlykowrite!Ishouldneverlearstopthere，then!Oh，howsorryIwasfornmylessbirds'eggs，slidingontheSaar!Mybooks，thathadseemedsuuisanceawhileago，soheavytrammar，andmyhistoryofthesaints，wereoldfriendsnowthatI'tgiveup.Aheideathathewasgoingaway，thatIshouldneverseehimagaiallabouthisrulerandhowkyhe>
Poorman!ItwasinhonorofthislastlessoonhisfineSundayclothes，andoodwhytheoldmenofthevillageweresittihebackoftherooItwasbecausetheyweresorry，too，thattheyhadosore.Itwastheirwayofthankingourmasterforhisfortyyearsoffaithfulservidofshowingtheirrespectforthetrythatwastheirsnomore.
&hinkingofallthis，Iheardmywasmyture.WhatwouldIobeabletosaythatdreadfulrulefortheparticipleallthrough，veryloudanddwithoutoIgotmixedupowordsandstoodthere，holdingontomydesk，myheartbeating，andntolookup.IheardM.Hamelsaytome.
"Iwon'tscoldyou，littleFranz;youmustfeelbadeis!Everydaywehavesaidtoourselves:'Pshaw!I'veplentyoftime.I'lllearnittomorrow.'Andnowyouseewherewe'veeout.Ah，that'sthegreattroubleutstilltomorrow.Nowthosefellowsouttherewillhavetherighttosaytoyou:'Howisit;youpretendtobeFrendyetyoueitherspeaknorwriteyuage?'Butyouare，poorlittleFranz.We'veallagreatdealtoreproachourselveswith.
"Yourpareaohaveyoulearn.Theypreferredtoputyoutoworkonafarmoratthemills，soastohavealittlemoremoney.AndI?I'vebeentoblamealso.HaveIyoutowatermyflowersinsteadyourlessons?Aedtogofishing，didInotjustgiveyouaholiday?"
Then，fromooanother，M.Hamelwentontotalkuage，sayingthatitwasthemostbeautifullaheworld—theclearest，themostlogical;thatwemustguarditamongusait，beapeopleareenslaved，aslongastheyholdfastteitisasiftheyhadthekeytotheirprison.Thenheopenedagrammarandreadusourlesson.IwasamazedtoseehowwellIu.Allhesaidseemedsoeasy，soeasy!Ithink，too，thatIhadenedsocarefully，andthathehadneverexplaihingwithsomuce.Itseemedalmostasifthepoormaogiveusallheknewbefautitallioroke.
&hegrammar，wehadaless.ThatdayM.Hamelhadnewcopiesforus，writteifulroundhand:France，Alsace，Alsace.Theylookedlikelittleflagsfloatingeverywhereinthes，hungfromtherodatthetopofourdesks.Yououghttohaveseenhoweveryoowork，andhowquietitwas!Theonlysougofthepehepaper.Olesflewin;butnobodypaidaothem，tlestones，whhttheirfishhooks，asifthatwasFrench，too.Ohepigeonscooedverylow，andIthoughttomyself.
"WilltheymakethemsinginGermahepigeons?"
本章未完，请点击下一章继续阅读！若浏览器显示没有新章节了，请尝试点击右上角↗️或右下角↘️的菜单，退出阅读模式即可，谢谢！