童年对每个人来说都是美丽的，
童话对每个人来说都是清新的，
如一缕明媚的阳光，
如初恋般的清纯。
跟上《童话的色彩》的脚步，
为你插上记忆的翅膀，
带你回到童话故事般的儿时。



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本篇材料转载自沪江部落节目单【童话的色彩】
http://bulo.hjenglish.com/app/menu/1311/list

Hint
Little Red Riding Hood
latch
hoarse
It was not long before the wolf arrived at the old woman's house. He knocked at the door: tap, tap, tap. "Who's there?" "Your grandchild, Little Red Riding Hood," replied the wolf, faking her voice; "who has brought you a cake and a little pot of butter sent you by mother." The good grandmother, who was in bed, because she was somewhat ill, cried out, "Pull the string, and the latch will go up." The wolf pulled the string, and the door opened, and then he immediately fell upon the good woman and ate her up in a moment, for it been more than three days since he had eaten. He then shut the door and got into the grandmother's bed, expecting Little Red Riding Hood, who came some time afterwards and knocked at the door: tap, tap, tap. "Who's there?" Little Red Riding Hood, hearing the big voice of the wolf, was at first afraid; but believing her grandmother had a cold and was hoarse, answered, "It is your grandchild Little Red Riding Hood, who has brought you a cake and a little pot of butter mother sends you." The wolf cried out to her, softening his voice as much as he could, "Pull the string, and the latch will go up." Little Red Riding Hood pulled the string, and the door opened.