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“THERE IS A DIFFERENCE”(双语)

IT was in the month of May.The wind still blew cold, but bushes and trees, field and meadow, all alike said the spring had come. There was store of flowers even in the wild hedges;and there spring carried on his affairs,and preached from a little apple tree, where one branch hung fresh and blooming,covered with delicate pink Los-somas that were just ready to open. The Apple Tree Branch knew well enough how beautiful he was, for the knowledge is inherent in the blade as well as in the blood;and consequently the Branch was not surprised when a nobleman's carriage stopped opposite to him on the road,and the young countess said that that apple branch was the loveliest thing one could behold, a very emblem of spring in its most charming form. And the Branch was broken off, and she held it in her delicate hand, and sheltered it with her silk parasol.Then they drove to the castle, where there were lofty halls and splendid apartments. Pure white curtains fluttered round the open windows, and beautiful flowers stood in shining transparent vases; and in one of these,which looked as if it had been cut out of fresh-fallen snow,the Apple Branch was placed among some fresh light twigs of beech.It was charming to behold.But the Branch be-came proud;and this was quite like human nature.

People of various kinds came through the room, and according to their rank they might express their admiration few said nothing at all, and others again said too much,and the Apple Tree Branch soon got to understand that there was a difference in human beings just as among plants.

“Some are created for beauty, and some for use; and there are some which one can do without altogether,”thought the Apple Branch.

And as he stood just in front of the open window,from whence he could see into the garden and across the fields, he had flowers and plants enough to contemplate and to think about,for there were rich plants and humble plants—some very humble indeed.

“Poor despised herbs!”said the Apple Branch. “There is certainly a difference!And how unhappy they must feel, if indeed that kind can feel like myself and my equals. Certainly there is a difference, and distinctions must be made, or we should all be equal.”

And the Apple Branch looked down with a species of pity,especially upon a certain kind of flower of which great numbers are found in the fields and in ditches.No one bound them into a nosegay,they were too common;for they might be found even among the paving-stones, shoot-in up everywhere like the rankest weeds, and they had the ugly name of “dandelion”, or“the devil's milk-pail”.

“Poor despised plants!” said the Apple Branch.“It is not your fault that you are what you are, that you are so common, and that you received the ugly name you bear.But it is with plants as with men —there must be a differ-enc.!”

“A difference?”said the Sunbeam;and he kissed the blooming Apple Branch, but also kissed the yellow dandle-lions out in the field—all the brothers of the Sunbeam kissed them, the poor flowers as well as the rich.

Now the Apple Branch had never thought of the boundless beneficence of Providence in creation towards everything that lives and moves and has its being;he had never thought how much that is beautiful and good may be hidden,but not forgotten;but that,too,was quite like human nature.

The Sunbeam, the ray of light, knew better, and said,

“You don't see far and you don't see clearly.What is the despised plant that you especially pity?”

“The dandelion,”replied the Apple Branch.“It is never received into a nosegay; it is trodden under foot.There are too many of them;and when they run to seed,they fly away like little pieces of wool over the roads,and hang and cling to people's dress.

They are nothing but weeds—but it is right there should be weeds too.Oh,I'm really very thankful that I was not created one of those flowers,”

But there came across the fields a whole troop of children,the youngest of whom was so small that it was carried by the rest,and when it was set down in the grass among the yellow flowers it laughed aloud with glee, kicked out with its little legs,rolled about and plucked the yellow flowers, and kissed them in its pretty innocence. The elder children broke off the flowers with their hollow stalks,and bent the stalks round into one another, link by link, so that a whole chain was made; first a necklace,and then a scat to hang over their shoulders and tie round their waists,and then a chaplet to wear on the head:it was quite a gala of green links and chains. The eldest children carefully gathered the stalks on which hung the white feat-ere ball,formed by the flower that had run to seed;and this loose, airy wool-flower,which is a beautiful object,looking like the finest snowy down,they held to their mouths, and tried to blow away the whole head at one breath;for their grandmother had said that whoever could do this would be sure to get new clothes before the year was out.So on this occasion the despised flower was a perfect prophet.

“Do you see?” said the Sunbeam.“Do you see the beauty of those flowers? do you see their power?”

“Yes—over children,” replied the Apple Branch.

And now an old woman came into the field, and be-an to dig with a blunt shiftless knife round the root of the dandelion plant, and pulled it up out of the ground.With some of the roots she intended to make coffee for herself;others she was going to sell for money to the druggist.

“But beauty is a higher thing!”said the Apple Tree Branch.“ Only the chosen few can be admitted into the realm of beauty.There is a difference among plants, just as there is a difference among men.”

And then the Sunbeam spoke of the boundless love of the Creator, as manifested in the creation, and of the just distribution of things in time and in eternity.

“Yes,yes, that is your opinion,”the Apple Branch persisted. But now some people came into the room, and the beautiful young countess appeared, the lady who had placed the Apple Branch in the transparent vast in the sunlight. She carried in her hand a flower, or something of the kind. The object, whatever it might be, was hid-den by three or four great leaves, wrapped around it like a shield, that no draught or gust of wind should injure it;and it was carried more carefully than the Apple Bough had been.Very gently the large leaves were now re-moved,and Loa,there appeared the fine feathery seed crown of the despised dandelion!This it was that the lady had plucked with the greatest care, and had carried home with every precaution, so that not one of the delicate feathery darts that form its downy ball should be blown away.She now produced it, quite uninjured, and admired its beautiful from,its peculiar construction,and its airy beauty. which was to be scattered by the wind.

“Look, with what singular beauty Providence has in-vested it,” she said.“I will paint it, together with the Apple Branch, whose beauty all have admired;but this humble flower has received just as much from Heaven in a different way;and,various as they are,both are children of the kingdom of beauty.”

And the Sunbeam kissed the humble flower, and he kissed the blooming Apple Branch,whose leaves appeared to blush thereat.

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那正是5月。风吹来仍然很冷;但是灌木和大树,田野和草原,都说春天已经到来了。处处都开满了花,一直开到灌木丛组成的篱笆上。............

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