A Poor Excuse for a Dragon

A poor excuse for a dragon.

可不是条合格的好龙呀。

When Fred was old enough to leave home, his father and mother gave him a list. How to be a good dragon. Run amok. Eat people. Roar. Breath fire. Act scary. I will miss you beautiful red eyes, said mom. Make us proud of you, said pop. I will try, said Brad.

等弗雷德长到可以离家的年纪，爸爸妈妈给了他一张清单。 《如何做一条好龙》 横冲直撞。吃人。吼叫。喷火。装得凶巴巴。 “我会想念你漂亮的红眼睛的。”妈妈说。 “要做让我们骄傲的好龙哦。”爸爸说。 “我会努力的。”弗雷德说。

At noon, he came to a wide green field that looked like the perfect place to run amok. Fred began running in a circle. He waved his arms, he roared and nagged over his haystacks. But it only made him dizzy.

中午时分，他来到一片宽阔的绿草地，看起来正适合横冲直撞。 弗雷德开始绕着圈跑。 他挥着胳膊，对着干草堆大吼大叫。 可这只会让他晕乎乎的。

He had to lie down for a few minutes. Soon, he smelled something yummy. Where is that smell coming from? said Fred. He went to find out.

他只好躺下来歇了几分钟。 很快，他闻到了香香的味道。 “这香味是从哪儿来的呀？”弗雷德问。 他出发去一探究竟。

The smell was coming from a castle. Fred waved across the moat so he could peep over the wall.

香味是从一座城堡飘出来的。 弗雷德踮着脚跨过护城河，好能翻过围墙偷看里面。