每天一分钟左右听写，带你走进小王子的世界。
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grown-ups
boas
fatigue
That, however, is not my fault. The grown-ups discouraged me in my painter's career when I was six years old, and I never learned to draw anything, except boas from the outside and boas from the inside. Now I stared at this sudden apparition with my eyes fairly starting out of my head in astonishment. Remember, I had crashed in the desert a thousand miles from any inhabited region. And yet my little man seemed neither to be straying uncertainly among the sands, nor to be fainting from fatigue or hunger or thirst or fear. Nothing about him gave any suggestion of a child lost in the middle of the desert, a thousand miles from any human habitation. When at last I was able to speak, I said to him: "But what are you doing here?"
这不是我的过错。六岁时，大人们使我对我的画家生涯失去了勇气，除了画过开着肚 皮和闭着肚皮的蟒蛇，后来再没有学过画。 我惊奇地睁大着眼睛看着这突然出现的小家伙。你们不要忘记，我当时处在 远离人烟千里之外的地方。而这个小家伙给我的印象是，他既不象迷了路的样子， 也没有半点疲乏、饥渴、惧怕的神情。他丝毫不象是一个迷失在旷无人烟的大沙 漠中的孩子。当我在惊讶之中终于又能说出话来的时候，对他说道： “唉，你在这儿干什么？”