A Mill,a Donkey,and a Cat

A Mill, a Donkey, and a Cat

磨坊、驴子和猫

It was a chilly morning. Some people gathered in a graveyard. The town miller had died.

那是一个寒冷的早晨。 一些人聚集在墓地。 小镇磨坊主去世了。

The miller's three sons stood the grave. Their names were Francis , Batista, and Carabas. “ I'll miss Father, ” Francis said. Batista nodded. “ I will too. ”

磨坊主的三个儿子站在墓前。 他们的名字是弗朗西斯、巴蒂斯塔和卡拉巴斯。 “我会想念父亲的，”弗朗西斯说。 巴蒂斯塔点头。“我也会的。”

Carabas wiped away a tear. “ I’m glad he lived a nice long life. ”

卡拉巴斯擦去了一滴眼泪。 “我很高兴他长寿。”

Later the brothers went to the mill. “ Father was quite poor, ” Batista said. “ He only owned this mill and a donkey. ” “ I'm taking the mill, ” Francis said.

后来兄弟俩去了磨坊。 “父亲很穷，”巴蒂斯塔说。 “他只拥有这座磨坊和一头驴子。” ”我要去磨，”弗朗西斯说。

“ You?” Batista cried. “ I’m the oldest, ” Francis said. “ I’ll take over Father’s business. And I’ll make money grinding flour. ”

“你？”巴蒂斯塔叫道。 “我是最年长的，”弗朗西斯说。 “我会接手父亲的工作。我会磨面粉赚钱。”