One day the king of animals asked a cat to see how his palace was built. After a few hours, the little cat came back and said to the tiger, “Oh, your palace is very large, tall and beautiful. ”Several days later the tiger asked a pig to see it. He said, “Go and see how my palace is built. ”But when the pig came back, he said to the tiger, “My dear king, I thought your palace is beautiful, but it suits yourself only. ”
The tiger was very surprised when he heard it. “Why are the cat’s and the pig’s answers not the same? ”he said to himself. He then asked a camel to go to have a look. Before long the camel ran back out of breath and said to the tiger, “Oh, your palace is too small for you to live in, my king. ”
The king became very angry when he heard what the camel said. He said to the animals angrily, “Maybe somebody of you tell lies. Three people have three ideas. I want to kill you. ”Just at the moment, a fox came out to stop the tiger from doing that. He asked the tiger himself to go to see it before killing them.
After the tiger saw the palace himself, he thought that their answers were all right. He said to the animals, “To see with one’s own eyes is more important than only to hear others. ”
The first snow came.How beautiful it was，falling so silently all day long，all night long，on the mountains，on the meadows，on the roofs of the living，on the graves of the dead. All white save the river，that marked its course by a winding(缠，绕) black line across the landscape(风景，山水画);and the leafless trees，that against the leaden(沉闷的)sky now revealed more fully the wonderful beauty and intricacies of their branches.What silence，too，came with the snow，and what seclusion(隔离)! Every sound was muffled(蒙住, 压抑)，every noise changed to some thing soft and musical.No more tramping(踏，践) hoofs(蹄)，no more rattling wheels.Only the chiming of sleigh(雪橇)-bells，beating as swift and merrily as the hearts of children.
Alexander the Great acquired his warhorse Bucephalus when he was in his teens. The story is that a horse dealer brought the horse to Alexander’s father, King Philip of Macedonia. The horse was spirited but totally unmanageable. However, Alexander argued that he could tame him.
He took hold of the bridle, and turned the horse directly towards the sun, having observed that he was disturbed at the motion of his own shadow. He stroked the horse gently when he began to grow fiery. Then, with one nimble leap, he securely mounted him. Presently, when he found the horse free from all rebelliousness, he let him go at full speed without striking or spurring him.
King Philip kissed his son as he came down from the horse, saying, "O my son, look thee out a kingdom worthy of thyself, for Macedonia is too little for thee."