随蒲公英一起飞的女孩

篇一：读随蒲公英一起飞的女孩有感

读随蒲公英一起飞的女孩有感

我读过许多书，有感人的，有悲伤的；有搞笑的；还有。。。。这次我要说的是当代作者薛涛写的《随蒲公英一起飞的女孩》。这本书对我颇有帮助 ，我看了这本书后，感触挺大的。 这本书是献给成长中的青少年朋友的一部中、短篇小说集。它是用一个个闪亮的汉字铺成的青春绿草地，上面生长一点点紫色寂寞，一点点蓝色忧伤，以及一簇簇绝色希望。 书里的人物大多是成长中的孩子。他们是一片雨后的竹子，不甘寂寞；于是，会听见他们拔节时发出的声音。他们就是我们。 故事是关于成长的记录。它们有些纯情，有些诗意。走进它们的世界，便会看到心灵的孤独、敏感、激情与憧憬。它属于你们。所以，读这本书，我们会落泪，会微笑。总之，看了之后一定会感动。

这篇文章讲的是——一个可爱的女孩叫做小琪，她得了大病去世了。她的好朋友小翠不知道她去世了，以为小琪去了一个很远的地方读书。就在有一天，小翠在一片长满蒲公英的草地上看到了小琪。小翠问：“你到哪里去了？”小琪笑了笑说：“我去很远的地方了。我离开医院时，走得太匆忙，没见你。我想你，所以我来看你。”小翠高兴极了。但是就在草地上的最后一朵蒲公英飞走时，小琪不见了，她变成了蒲公英天使。小翠这才明白是怎么回事，她伤心地哭了。不过，她很快又想出一条安慰自己

的方法：明年春天蒲公英还会开，小琪也还会回来。

一个喜欢蒲公英，会与蒲公英一起飞翔的女孩。“我”小时见过的一个美丽动人的女孩。

友谊是多么的宝贵啊，友谊是不可缺少的东西。如果没有了友谊，我们会变得很孤独、很寂寞；如果没有了友谊，我们伤心难过时会没有人听我们诉说。我确信人的一生都会去寻找友谊，寻找快乐。我们一定要珍惜身边的友谊，千万不要让它失去光彩。千金难买是朋友，友谊将是我们一生的财富！

篇二：蒲公英女孩(最准确的翻译和原文)

The Dandelion Girl The girl on the hill made Mark think of Edna St. Vincent Millay. Perhaps it was because of the way she was standing there in the afternoon sun, her dandelion-hued hair dancing in the wind; perhaps it was because of the way her old-fashioned white dress was swirling around her long and slender legs. In any event, he got the definite impression that she had somehow stepped out of the past and into the present; and that was odd, because as things turned out, it wasn't the past she had stepped out of, but the future.

He paused some distance behind her, breathing hard from the climb. She had not seen him yet, and he wondered how he could apprise her of his presence without alarming her. While he was trying to make up his mind, he took out his pipe and filled and lighted it, cupping his hands over the bowl and puffing till the tobacco came to glowing life. When he looked at her again, she had turned around and was regarding him curiously.

He walked toward her slowly, keenly aware of the nearness of the sky, enjoying the feel of the wind against his face. He should go hiking more often, he told himself. He had been tramping through woods when he came to the hill, and now the woods lay behind and far below him, burning gently with the first pale fires of fall, and beyond the woods lay the little lake with its complement of cabin and fishing pier. When his wife had been unexpectedly summoned for jury duty, he had been forced to spend alone the two weeks he had saved out of his summer vacation and he had been leading a lonely existence, fishing off the pier by day and reading the cool evenings away before the big fireplace in the raftered living room; and after two days the routine had caught up to him, and he had taken off into the woods without purpose or direction and finally he had come to the hill and had climbed it and seen the girl.

Her eyes were blue, he saw when he came up to her—as blue as the sky that framed her slender silhouette. Her face was oval and young and soft and sweet. It evoked a déjà vu so poignant that he had to resist an impulse to reach out and touch her wind-kissed cheek; and even though his hand did not leave his side, he felt his fingertips tingle.

Why, I'm forty-four, he thought wonderingly, and she's hardly more than twenty. What in heaven's name has come over me? "Are you enjoying the view?" he asked aloud.

"Oh, yes," she said and turned and swept her arm in an enthusiastic semicircle. "Isn't it simply marvelous!"

He followed her gaze. "Yes," he said, "it is." Below them the woods began again, then spread out over the lowlands in warm September colors, embracing a small hamlet several miles away, finally bowing out before the first outposts of the suburban frontier. In the far distance, haze softened the serrated silhouette of Cove City, lending it the aspect of a sprawling

medieval castle, making it less of a reality than a dream. "Are you from the city too?" he asked. "In a way I am," she said. She smiled at him. "I'm from the Cove City of two hundred and forty

years from now."

The smile told him that she didn't really expect him to believe her, but it implied that it would be nice if he would pretend. He smiled back. "That would be A.D. twenty-two hundred and one, wouldn't it?" he said. "I imagine the place has grown enormously by then."

"Oh, it has," she said. "It's part of a megalopolis now and extends all the way to there." She pointed to the fringe of the forest at their feet. "Two Thousand and Fortieth Street runs straight through that grove of sugar maples," she went on, "and do you see that stand of locusts over there?"

"Yes," he said, "I see them."

"That's where the new plaza is. Its supermarket is so big that it takes half a day to go through it, and you can buy almost anything in it from aspirins to aerocars. And next to the supermarket, where that grove of beeches stands, is a big dress shop just bursting with the latest creations of the leading couturiers. I bought this dress I'm wearing there this very morning. Isn't it simply beautiful?"

If it was, it was because she made it so. However, he looked at it politely. It had been cut from a material he was unfamiliar with, a material seemingly compounded of cotton candy, sea foam, and snow. There was no limit any more to the syntheses that could be created by the miracle-fiber manufacturers—nor, apparently, to the tall tales that could be created by young girls. "I suppose you traveled here by time machine," he said.

"Yes. My father invented one."

He looked at her closely. He had never seen such a guileless countenance. "And do you come here often?"

"Oh, yes. This is my favorite space-time coordinate. I stand here for hours sometimes and look and look and look. Day before yesterday I saw a rabbit, and yesterday a deer, and today, you." "But how can there be a yesterday," Mark asked, "if you always return to the same point in time?"

"Oh, I see what you mean," she said. "The reason is because the machine is affected by the passage of time the same as anything else, and you have to set it back every twenty-four

hours if you want to maintain exactly the same co-ordinate. I never do because I much prefer a different day each time I come back."

"Doesn't your father ever come with you?"

Overhead, a V of geese was drifting lazily by, and she watched it for some time before she spoke. "My father is an invalid now," she said finally. "He'd like very much to come if he only could. But I tell him all about what I see," she added hurriedly, "and it's almost the same as if he really came. Wouldn't you say it was?"

There was an eagerness about the way she was looking at him that touched his heart. "I'm sure it is," he said—then, "It must be wonderful to own a time machine."

She nodded solemnly. "They're a boon to people who like to stand on pleasant leas. In the

twenty-third century there aren't very many pleasant leas left."

He smiled. "There aren't very many of them left in the twentieth. I guess you could say that this one is sort of a collector's item. I'll have to visit it more often."

"Do you live near here?" she asked.

"I'm staying in a cabin about three miles back. I'm supposed to be on vacation, but it's not much of one. My wife was called to jury duty and couldn't come with me, and since I couldn't postpone it, I've ended up being a sort of reluctant Thoreau. My name is Mark Randolph." "I'm Julie," she said. "Julie Danvers."

The name suited her. The same way the white dress suited her—the way the blue sky suited her, and the hill and the September wind. Probably she lived in the little hamlet in the woods, but it did not really matter. If she wanted to pretend she was from the future, it was all right with him. All that really mattered was the way he had felt when he had first seen her, and the

tenderness that came over him every time he gazed upon her gentle face. "What kind of work do you do, Julie?" he asked. "Or are you still in school?"

"I'm studying to be a secretary," she said. She took a half step and made a pretty pirouette and clasped her hands before her. "I shall just love to be a secretary," she went on. "It must be simply marvelous working in a big important office and taking down what important people say. Would you like me to be your secretary, Mr. Randolph?"

"I'd like it very much," he said. "My wife was my secretary once—before the war. That's how we happened to meet." Now, why had he said that? he wondered.

"Was she a good secretary?"

"The very best. I was sorry to lose her; but then when I lost her in one sense, I gained her in another, so I guess you could hardly call that losing her."

"No, I guess you couldn't. Well, I must be getting back now, Mr. Randolph. Dad will be wanting to hear about all the things I saw, and I've got to fix his supper."

"Will you be here tomorrow?"

"Probably. I've been coming here every day. Good-bye now, Mr. Randolph."

"Good-bye, Julie," he said.

He watched her run lightly down the hill and disappear into the grove of sugar maples where, two hundred and forty years hence, Two Thousand and Fortieth Street would be. He smiled. What a charming child, he thought. It must be thrilling to have such an irrepressible sense of wonder, such an enthusiasm for life. He could appreciate the two qualities all the more fully because he had been denied them. At twenty he had been a solemn young man working his way through law school; at twenty-four he had had his own practice, and small though it had been, it had occupied him completely—well, not quite completely. When he had married Anne, there had been a brief interim during which making a living had lost some of its immediacy. And then, when the war had come along, there had been another interim—a much longer one this time—when making a living had seemed a remote and sometimes even a contemptible

pursuit. After his return to civilian life, though, the immediacy had returned with a vengeance, the more so because he now had a son as well as a wife to support, and he had been

occupied ever since, except for the four vacation weeks he had recently been allowing himself each year, two of which he spent with Anne and Jeff at a resort of their choosing and two of which he spent with Anne, after Jeff returned to college, in their cabin by the lake. This year, though, he was spending the second two alone. Well, perhaps not quite alone.

His pipe had gone out some time ago, and he had not even noticed. He lighted it again, drawing deeply to thwart the wind, then he descended the hill and started back through the woods toward the cabin. The autumnal equinox had come and the days were appreciably shorter. This one was very nearly done, and the dampness of evening had already begun to pervade the hazy air.

He walked slowly, and the sun had set by the time he reached the lake. It was a small lake, but a deep one, and the trees came down to its edge. The cabin stood some distance back from the shore in a stand of pines, and a winding path connected it with the pier. Behind it a gravel drive led to a dirt road that gave access to the highway. His station wagon stood by the back door, ready to whisk him back to civilization at a moment's notice.

He prepared and ate a simple supper in the kitchen, then went into the living room to read. The generator in the shed hummed on and off, but otherwise the evening was unsullied by the usual sounds the ears of modern man are heir to. Selecting an anthology of American poetry from the well-stocked bookcase by the fireplace, he sat down and thumbed through it to

Afternoon on a Hill. He read the treasured poem three times, and each time he read it he saw her standing there in the sun, her hair dancing in the wind, her dress swirling like gentle snow around her long and lovely legs; and a lump came into his throat, and he could not swallow. He returned the book to the shelf and went out and stood on the rustic porch and filled and lighted his pipe. He forced himself to think of Anne, and presently her face came into

focus—the firm but gentle chin, the warm and compassionate eyes with that odd hint of fear in them that he had never been able to analyze, the still-soft cheeks, the gentle smile—and each attribute was made more compelling by the memory of her vibrant light brown hair and her tall, lithe gracefulness. As was always the case when he thought of her, he found himself marveling at her agelessness, marveling how she could have continued down through the years as lovely as she had been that long-ago morning when he had looked up, startled, and seen her

standing timidly before his desk. It was inconceivable that a mere twenty years later he could be looking forward eagerly to a tryst with an overimaginative girl who was young enough to be his daughter. Well, he wasn't—not really. He had been momentarily swayed—that was all. For a moment his emotional equilibrium had deserted him, and he had staggered. Now his feet were back under him where they belonged, and the world had returned to its sane and sensible orbit.

He tapped out his pipe and went back inside. In his bedroom he undressed and slipped

between the sheets and turned out the light. Sleep should have come readily, but it did not; and when it finally did come, it came in fragments interspersed with tantalizing dreams.

"Day before yesterday I saw a rabbit," she had said, "and yesterday a deer, and today, you."

On the second afternoon she was wearing a blue dress, and there was a little blue ribbon to match tied in her dandelion-colored hair. After breasting the hill, he stood for some time, not moving, waiting till the tightness of his throat went away; then he walked over and stood beside her in the wind. But the soft curve of her throat and chin brought the tightness back, and when she turned and said, "Hello, I didn't think you'd come," it was a long while before he was able to answer.

"But I did," he finally said, "and so did you."

"Yes," she said. "I'm glad."

A nearby outcropping of granite formed a bench of sorts, and they sat down on it and looked out over the land. He filled his pipe and lighted it and blew smoke into the wind. "My father smokes a pipe too," she said, "and when he lights it, he cups his hands the same way you do, even when there isn't any wind. You and he are alike in lots of ways."

"Tell me about your father," he said. "Tell me about yourself too."

And she did, saying that she was twenty-one, that her father was a retired government

physicist, that they lived in a small apartment on Two Thousand and Fortieth Street, and that she had been keeping house for him ever since her mother had died four years ago. Afterward he told her about himself and Anne and Jeff—about how he intended to take Jeff into

partnership with him someday, about Anne's phobia about cameras and how she had refused to have her picture taken on their wedding day and had gone on refusing ever since, about the grand time the three of them had had on the camping trip they'd gone on last summer. When he had finished, she said, "What a wonderful family life you have. Nineteen-sixty-one must be a marvelous year in which to live!"

"With a time machine at your disposal, you can move here any time you like."

"It's not quite that easy. Even aside from the fact that I wouldn't dream of deserting my father, there's the time police to take into consideration. You see, time travel is limited to the members of government-sponsored historical expeditions and is out of bounds to the general public." "You seem to have managed all right."

"That's because my father invented his own machine, and the time police don't know about it." "But you're still breaking the law."

She nodded. "But only in their eyes, only in the light of their concept of time. My father has his own concept."

It was so pleasant hearing her talk that it did not matter really what she talked about, and he wanted her to ramble on, no matter how farfetched her subject. "Tell me about it," he said. "First I'll tell you about the official concept. Those who endorse it say that no one from the

篇三：儿童文学

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5、杨红樱画本科学童话系列整套(套装共8册)：《穿救生衣的种子》、《背着房子的蜗牛》、《了不起的鱼爸爸》、《寻找美人鱼》、《森林谜案》、《蚂蚁破案》、《猫头鹰开宴会》、《再见也骆驼》

6、杨红樱笑猫日记系列（19本）：.《保姆狗的阴谋》、《塔顶上的猫》、《想变成人的猴子》《能闻出孩子味儿的乌龟》.《幸福的鸭子》.《虎皮猫，你在哪里》.《蓝色的兔耳朵草》.《小猫出生在秘密山洞》.《樱桃沟的春天》.《那个黑色的下午》.《一头灵魂出窍的猪》.《球球老老鼠》.《绿狗山庄》.《小白的选择》.《孩子们的秘密乐园》. 《永远的西瓜小丑》. 《寻找黑骑士》. 《会唱歌的猫》. 《从外星球来的孩子》

7、(5本)《那个骑轮箱来的蜜儿》《神秘女老师》、《没有尾巴的狼》、《亲爱的笨笨猪》和《流浪狗和流浪猫》

8、杨红樱校园小说成长3部曲:《漂亮老师和坏小子》《假小子戴安》《五?三班的坏小子》。

9、杨红樱画本——好性格系列（10本）：《老仙树》、《·生日晚会》《小鹿妹妹》、《·你好，小灰狼.》、《·欢乐村庄》、《·欢乐学校》、《穿红肚兜的猪姑娘》、《·笨笨猪娶新娘》、《鸡外婆的礼物》、《欢乐使者》

10、杨红樱画本·性情童话系列（6本）：《没有尾巴的狼》、《一条狐狸尾巴》、《玫瑰度假村》、《流浪狗和流浪猫》、《亲爱的笨笨猪》、《笨笨猪的欢乐村庄》

11、杨红樱画本——好性格系列（第二辑）（共10册）：《·老仙树》、《·生日晚会》《·小鹿妹妹》《你好，小灰狼》《·欢乐村庄》《欢乐学校》《穿红肚兜的猪姑娘》《·笨笨猪娶新娘》

《·鸡外婆的礼物》《欢乐使者》

12（6本）、《杨红樱作品珍藏版:瞧,这些大人》《杨红樱作品珍藏版:瞧,这些老师》、《男生日记》、

《女生日记》《杨红樱作品珍藏版:瞧,这帮淘小子》《杨红樱童话系列:神秘的女老师(升级版)》

13、杨红樱画本·纯美童话系列（20本）：《猫小花和鼠小灰》《寻找快活林》、《·小红船儿摇呀摇》、《·最好听的声音》、《荷叶上的晚餐》、《蚂蚁球》、《·一片树叶，两只蚂蚁》、《魔力》、《粉红信封》、《风雨小屋》、《·乖乖兔找朋友》、《金瓜汤 银瓜汤》《·追赶太阳的小白鼠》《风铃儿叮当》《葵花镇的故事》《凝固的池塘》《·无情鸟》《舞会皇后》《做梦的房子》《木房子 花房子》

14、樱桃园?杨红樱注音童书(12本):《亲爱的笨笨猪》、《仙女蜜儿》、《没有尾巴的狼》、《最美的一课》、《流浪狗和流浪猫》、《一只会笑的猫》、《我是马小跳》、《金瓜汤银瓜汤》、《森林谜案》、《沙漠运动会》、《小蛙人游大海》、《最后的晚餐》

三、百年百部儿童文学经典书系精选：（104本）

1、叶圣陶《稻草人》 2、冰心《寄小读者》 3、管桦《小英雄雨来》 4、董宏猷《一百个中国孩子的梦》5、沈石溪《狼王梦》、6曹文轩《草房子》、7黄蓓佳《我要做好孩子》、8林海音《城南旧事》、9徐光耀《小兵张嘎》、10张秋生《小巴掌童话》、11《班长下台》、12《今年你七岁》、13《我要做好孩子》、14《闪闪的红星》、15《窗下的树皮小屋》、16《小灵通漫游未来》、17《我们的母亲叫中国》、18《黑猫警长》、19《苍狼》、(来自:WwW.smhaida.Com 海达 范文 网:随蒲公英一起飞的女孩)20《神笔马良》、21《女儿的故事》、22《小巴掌童话》、23《大头儿子和小头爸爸》、24《宝葫芦的秘密》 25《第三军团》、26《宝葫芦的秘密》、27《下次开船港》、28《一只想飞的猫》、29《推开窗子看见你》、30《吃耳朵的妖精》、31《飞向人马座》、32《阁楼精灵》、33《时光老人的礼物》、34《狐狸打猎人的故事》、35《猪八戒新传》、36《巫师的沉船》、37《男生贾里》、38《一百个中国孩子的梦》、39《妹妹的红雨鞋》、40《女儿的故事》、41《孙悟空在我们村里》、42《小公鸡历险记》、43《从百草园到三味书屋》、44《拿苍蝇拍的红桃王子》、45《帽子的秘密》、46《小布头奇遇记》、47《校园喜剧》、48《随蒲公英一起飞的女孩》、49《大脸猫·小糊涂神》、50《我们的土壤妈妈》、51《窗下的树皮小屋》、52《野葡萄》、53《蟋蟀》、54《天使的花房》、55《闪闪的红星》、56《老鼠看下棋》、57《小太阳》、58《小胖和小松》、59《危险的森林》、60《三个铜板豆腐》、61《小黑马的故事》、62《小燕子和它的三邻居》、63《雪人》、64《我喜欢你狐狸》、65《少年噶玛兰》、66《欢迎小雨点》、67《中学生圆舞曲》、68《春雨的悄悄话》、69《青春奏鸣曲》、70《大熊猫传奇》、71《我爱我的祖国》、72《青蛙爬进了教室》、73《金色的海螺》、74《少年抒情诗》、75《芝麻开门》、76《竹林村的孩子们》、77《赤色小子》、78《盐丁儿》、79《少年音乐和美术故事》、80《蓝军越过防线》、81

《你是我的妹》、82《赤脚走过田野》、83《遥遥黄河源》、84《五彩路》、85《奇异的红星》、86《普来维梯彻公司》、87《小麋鹿学本领》、88《微山湖上》、89《下巴上的洞洞》、90《:"大将"和美妞》、91《宗璞童话》、92《小山子的故事》、93《针眼里逃出的生命》、94《小师弟》、95《新星女队一号》、96《真假皇帝》、97《纸人》、98《我们这个年纪的梦》、99《从滇池飞出的旋律》、100《给巨人的书》、101《三月雪》、102《黑箭》、103《独船》、104《流金的翅膀(童话卷2)》

四、科普读物：（114本）

1、《不列颠少儿百科全书(套装共10册)》包括：《地球与地球科学》、《自然科学与技术》、《艺术》、《世界名人》、《欧洲》、《亚洲与大洋洲》、《美洲与非洲》、《植物》、《鸟、昆虫、爬行类与水生动物》、《哺乳动物》。

2、《最奇的科学探险书(套装共6册)》

3、《恐龙的星球探秘·》豪华3D图鉴(套装共10册)

4、《小学生课外知识早知道》(套装共6册)

5、《和科学一起玩·自然探险卷》(套装共8册)

6、百变博士趣味科学全书(套装共10册

7、小牛顿科普馆(1-60册)(套装共60册)(2014最新升级版)

8、十万个为什么（彩图版）（套装全4册）[精装]

五、伍美珍：（70本）

1、非常班级”系列：（13）

《女生领地的捣蛋鬼》 《男生都是挨整的命》 《考试的10种悲惨结果》 《贪吃虫碰到告状鬼》 《瓜子脸女霸王》 《super star同桌》 “阳光姐姐嘉年华”系列： 《最美的夏天》 《天蓝色的阳台》 《同桌薄荷糖女孩》 《拥抱幸福的小熊》 《假如给猪一对翅膀》 《兄妹学期故事留言板》

2 “”系列：（12） 《》 《》 《好学生有点累》 《我的同桌是班长》 《青蛙王子副班长》 《永远的超级四班》 《老天会爱笨小孩》 《没有秘密长不大》 《巧克力味的暑假》 《我们班的狗仔队》 《六四班的追星族》 《没有秘密长不大》

3、 “我们班的”系列：（6）

《“”同桌》 《“”战役》 《》 《“”的掐功》 《疯小子碰上狂丫头》 《狂人小A传奇》

4、“小魔女蓝小鱼”系列：（3）

《小魔女蓝小鱼 神秘的姨妈》 《小魔女蓝小鱼 陆老师的秘密》 《小魔女蓝小鱼 奇怪的转学生》

5、 “”系列：（3）

《不寻常的女孩》 《裙》 《乐于助人的公主》

6、其他书籍（4）： 《简单的喜欢你》 《小魔女蓝小鱼》 《猪豆木木》 《鬼马小女生》

7、 《》系列 （11）

《花都开好了》 《钥匙串上的童茉莉》 《恋爱中的皮卡丘》 《悠池的移动城堡》 《愿望树》 《蝴蝶结星月童话》 《小熊星月童话》 《莫奈的花儿》 《亲亲姊妹坡》 《书间的依兰花女生》 《午夜12点的灰姑娘》

8、 《和阿瓜的故事》系列 （12） ：《永远是》 《的发卡》 《

蝶落在流泪手心》 《柠檬女孩的柠檬生活》 《依兰花女生》 《男生不许进》 《女生不要来》 《闪闪惹人爱》 《小公主和矮爸爸》 《柠檬女孩的柠檬生活》 《我是便利贴女生》

9、《我的可爱》系列（+） （10）

《有颗酸涩的心》 《非常QQ事件》 《我们班的》 《遇见火星girl》 《笨小孩的幸福饼》 《飞猪跳跳跳》 《送你一块橡皮擦》 《大头马的鬼马日记》 《同桌冤家》

六、最励志校园小说(套装共8册)：

《不上补习班的第一名》、《选我选我花路米》、《原来我这么棒》、《妈妈不是我的佣人》、《写作业不用靠妈妈》、《爱是不自私》、《再见了拖拉》、《学习也可以很快乐》

七、其他：（8本）

1、《做个有出息的女孩:女孩子不能不读的81个励志故事(第2版)》、2《做个有出息的男孩:男孩子不能不读的81个励志故事(第2版)》、3《为你自己读书:一本改变千万青少年人生命运的书》 4、《优秀女孩必备的10个习惯和9种能力》、 5《优秀男孩必备的10个习惯和9种能力》 6、《学习方法决定学习成绩:50个卓有成效的学习方法故事》、 7《懂事的女孩有出息:13岁之前女孩一定要懂的61件事(漫画版)》、 8《做一个品学兼优的女生：写给女孩的完美性格课(美绘本)》

八、最励志校园童话(套装共3册)：

《我是正能量小孩》、《我爱唠叨的妈妈》、《我不怕作业魔王》

九、快乐鸟系列拼音读物（共25本）

1、快乐鸟系列拼音读物(第1辑)(套装共5册)：《小猪噜噜和冰小鸭》、《我是笨狼》、《小熊吉吉和小猫毛毛》、《红红的柿子树》、《我是熊爸爸》

2、快乐鸟系列拼音读物(第2辑)(套装共5册)：《安安的蜻蜓》、《小鼯鼠学本领》、《漂亮猪找爸爸》、《铁皮人和布娃娃》、《球球小老鼠》

3、快乐鸟系列拼音读物(第3辑)(套装共5册)：《小布头勇斗坏老鼠》、《耳朵里的城市》、《小猫钓鱼》、《神笔马良》、《蝉鸣声声》

4、快乐鸟系列拼音读物(第4辑)(套装共5册)：《小布头飞行记》《熊爸爸有棵愿望树》《笨狼去哪儿》《大蒜味的小巫仙》《怪儿子和帅爸爸》

5、快乐鸟系列拼音读物(第5辑)(套装共5册)：《森林里的绿房子》、《小铃铛历险记》、《笨狼送晚安》、《大嘴巴鳄鱼》、《捡到一只恐龙》

十、企鹅小阅读(红色卷)(注音版)(套装共8册)：

《沉迷小马“糖蜜”》、 《八爪先生》、《可怜的马桶小鱼》、《快把小马藏起来》、《鸟屎种出“宠物”来》、《养头狮子当宠物》、《坏小子巴斯特》、《最远最远的路》

十一、狐狸姐姐：（10本）

1、校园幽默励志:小豆豆精品套装(1-4年级)(套装共5册)(注音?全彩?美绘)：《一年级的小豆豆》、《一年级的小豆豆2》、《二年级的小豆豆》、《三年级的小豆豆》、《四年级的小豆豆》

2、《小豆豆快乐日记:热热闹闹2年级(注音?全彩?美绘版)》、《小豆豆快乐日记:蹦蹦跳跳 1年级(注音?全彩?美绘版)》、《同桌冤家碰碰碰

(非常同桌系列)》

3、《一年级的小朵朵》、《二年级的小朵朵》

十二、外国儿童文学名著：（137本）

1《鲁宾逊漂流记(拼音版)》、 2《福尔摩斯探案集(青少年版)》、 3《雾都孤儿(青少版)》、 4《海底两万里(青少年版)》、 5《木偶奇遇记(拼音版)》、 6《会飞的教室(青少版)》、 7《吹牛大王历险记(全译本)》、 8《森林报》 9《昆虫记话》 10《西顿野生动物故事》 、11《八十天环游地球》 12《海底两万里》、 13《绿野仙踪(全译本)》、 14《坏男孩彭罗德》、 15《地心游记(青少版)》、 16《一千零一夜(拼音版)》、 17《豪夫童话全集》、 18《十五岁的小船长(青少版)》、 19《安妮卡的宝石》、 20《基督山伯爵（2012新版）(青少年版)》、 21《安娜?卡列尼娜(套装上下册)》、 22《绿山墙的安妮》、 23《格列佛游记》、 24《时间机器(青少版)》、 25《傲慢与偏见(青少版)》、 26《金银岛(青少版)》、 27《写给我天堂里的妹妹》、 28《丛林故事》、 29《刨根问底的故事》、 30《小人国和大人国》、 31《新天方夜谭》、 32《通灵少女吉尔达》、 33《悲惨世界》、 34《爱的教育》、 35《汤姆索亚历险记(青少年版)》、 36《洋葱头历险记(青少版》、 37《尼尔斯骑鹅旅行记》、 38《秘密花园》、39《小王子》、 40《寻宝六少年》、 41《安妮日记(青少版)》、 42《小飞侠彼得?潘》、 43《都柏林人:乔伊斯短篇小说集》、 44《巴黎圣母院(青少版)》、 45《列那狐的故事(青少版)》、46《简?爱(青少版)》、 47《四百万》、 48《青鸟(青少版)》、 49《母亲》 50《在人间》 51《我的大学》、 52《波莉安娜(青少年版)》、 53《巴尔扎克中短篇小说集》、 54《红与黑》、55《飘(青少版)》、 56《水孩子(青少版)》、 57《小公主》、 58《八十天环游地球》、 59《格林童话》、 60《爱徒生童话》、 61《麦琪的礼物(青少版)》、 62《法老的诅咒》、 63《海上劳工(全译本)》、 64《三剑客》、 65《汤姆叔叔的小屋》、 66《月亮宝石(青少版)》、 67《白鲸》、 68《复活(青少年版)》、 69《战争与和平》、 70《失落的世界》、 71《小熊维尼历险记》、 72《凤凰与魔毯》、 73《伊索寓言(彩图本)》、 74《套中人(全译本)》、 75《柳林风声》、76《希腊神话故事》、 77《巴马修道院》、 78《热爱生命》、 79《:哈姆莱特》

80、哈利波特系列（7本）：《》《》 《哈利·波特与卡班囚徒》

《哈利·波特与火焰杯》《哈利·波特与凤凰社》 《哈利·波特与混血王子》 《哈利·波特与死亡圣器》

81、小木屋的故事系列（全九册）

82、《罗伯特?罗素作品集(纽伯瑞儿童文学奖作品)(插图版)(套装共8册)》：《本和我》《兔子坡》《艰难的冬季》《尾巴的故事》《利维尔和我》《麦克维尼先生的旅行》《我发现哥伦布了》《基德船长的猫》

83、美国最佳儿童读物(套装共8册)：《受气包小分队：大战校园小霸王》、《胆小鬼阿文》、《盗狗贼》、《会写作业的机器》、《跟屁虫豚鼠》、《五条腿的青蛙》、《四年级男生的麻烦事》、《贾小子日记：三年级好难过》

篇五：李秋沅推荐书单

李秋沅推荐书单

厦门作家李秋沅著有《记忆的碎片》、《木棉·流年》等多部儿童文学作品，曾三次获得“冰心儿童文学新作奖”。以下书单为她在厦门少儿图书馆举行讲座时推荐少儿阅读的书目。

1 《窗边的小豆豆》 (日本)黑柳彻子

2 《爱的教育》 (意大利)亚米契斯

3 《狐狸的窗户》 (日本)安房直子

4 《皮皮鲁传》《鲁西西传》 郑渊洁

5 《彼得·潘》 (英国)詹姆斯贝洛

6 《狐狸列那的故事》

(法国)阿希季诺夫人

7 《西顿的野生动物故事》

(加拿大)西顿

8 《小王子》 (法国)圣埃克苏佩里

9 《长袜子皮皮》 (瑞典)林格伦

10 《柳林风声》

(英国)肯尼思·格雷厄姆

11 《精灵鼠小弟》《吹小号的天鹅》

(美国)怀特

12 《洋葱头历险记》

(意大利) 贾尼·罗大里

13 《女巫》 (英国)达尔

14 《时代广场的蟋蟀》 (美国)塞尔登

15 《哈利·波特》 (英国)罗琳

16 《大林和小林》 张天翼

17 《城南旧事》 林海音

18 《男生贾里》《女生贾梅》

秦文君

19 《草房子》《青铜葵花》 曹文轩

20 《陈土的六根头发》 常新港

21 《狼王梦》 沈石溪

22 《腰门》 彭学军

23 《艰难的归程》 牧铃

24 《随蒲公英一起飞的女孩》 薛涛

25 《纸人》 殷健灵

26 《门缝里的童年》 林彦

27 《桦树的眼睛》 赵海虹

28 《到你心里躲一躲》 汤汤

29 《木棉·流年》 李秋沅

30 《纯美成长阅读》书系 谭旭东

31 《波西·杰克逊系列》 (美国)莱尔顿

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