To Lucy Barfield Dear Lucy: This is a story written for you, but when I first started writing, I realized that cute little girls grow faster than books.Now that you've grown up, you're past the age of reading fairy tales.Wait until the story is printed and then bound and you'll grow bigger.But one day, you'll grow up enough to want to read fairy tales again.At that point, you'll be able to remove the book from the top of the shelf, gently wipe the dust off it, and talk to me about how you feel about it.Maybe by then, I'll be so deaf that I can't hear anymore, and I'll be so old that I don't understand what you're talking about.However, I will always be the godfather who loves you dearly, Cs Louis 1 Lucy first enters the wardrobe, and the story begins during the war.Four children were forced to leave London to escape the air raids, which happened when they were sent away.The four children were named Peter, Susan, Edmund, and Lucy.They were delivered to the home of an old professor, two miles from the nearest post office, and a full ten miles from the nearest train station, in the very middle of nowhere.The Professor lives in a very large house, he has no wife, only a housekeeper named McCready and three maids, namely Ivy, Margaret, and Betty, who are not mentioned much in this story.On the first night the children arrived at the professor's house, the professor greeted them at the front door.He had shaggy white hair and a white, unkempt beard on his face and chin, and he looked like an elderly man.The children quickly fell in love with him.However, when he first saw his strange appearance, the youngest Lucy felt a little scared, and the third Edmund always wanted to laugh when he saw him, so he had to pretend to blow his nose to cover it up.On the first night, the children said goodnight to the professor and went upstairs, and the boys went straight to the girls' rooms, where they chatted with each other."
We're pretty lucky," said Peter, "it's really amazing here, we can do whatever we want, and the old guy will let us do whatever we want." ”"I think he's a lovely old man."
Susan said."
Oh, all right," said Edmund, who was tired at the moment, but pretended not to be tired, and always looked bad-tempered, "don't talk in that tone all the time. ”"What," said Susan, "anyway, it's time for you to go to bed." ”"You always talk like your mother."
Edmund said, "I don't think it's your turn to go to bed when it's your turn to take care of me, who do you think you want to sleep with you go to bed yourself." ”"It is better for all of us to go to bed quickly," Lucy continued, "and if anyone hears us talking here all this night, we will be scolded." ”"No, no."
Peter said, "Let me tell you, the people in this house don't care what we're doing, it's at least a ten-minute walk from here to the restaurant downstairs, and they're going through corridors and so many stairs in between, and they're not going to hear us." ”"What's that sound," Lucy said suddenly.This room was much larger than all the rooms she had stayed in before, and the thought of the long hallways in this house, and the doors that led to each one leading to an empty room, made her suddenly feel a little creepy."
It's just a bird, fool."
Edmund said."
That's an owl."
Peter went on to say, "This should soon become a paradise for birds."
Now I'm ready to go to sleep.Listen, everybody, tomorrow we're going on an adventure together, and when we come, you'll all see the mountains and jungles along the way, and we're all likely to find anything like this, and there's probably an eagle, there's an elk, there's a vulture. ”"And possibly badgers."
Lucy said."
There's a fox."
Edmund also said."
There could be rabbits, too."
Susan followed.But what everyone didn't expect was that the next morning it rained heavily.From the window, the raindrops were so dense that you couldn't see the mountains, the trees, or even the stream in the garden."
It's always raining," said Edmund.They had just finished breakfast with the old professor, and now they went upstairs to the room he had prepared for them, which was long and low, with windows that opened outwards on either side of the wall."
Don't always complain, Edmund.""
In another hour or so, the sky will be almost clear."
Besides, it's quite comfortable now, with both radio and so many books to read. ”"I don't care about these things," said Peter, "and I'm going to explore this house." ”Everyone agreed with the idea, so the expedition began immediately.The house seemed to never end, full of surprises and surprises.At first, the doors they opened were not unexpected, and they were just empty bedrooms.Soon they found a long room filled with paintings and a suit of armor; Later, they came to a room full of green branches and leaves, and in the corner of the room there was a harp; Then they descended three flights of stairs, and climbed five more steps, to a small hall upstairs, where a door led to a balcony; Further down the road is a series of interconnected rooms, filled with all sorts of books, most of which look very old, some larger than the Bible in the church.It wasn't long before they entered another room, which was empty, with only a large closet standing there, and a full-length mirror on the closet door.In addition to that, there was a pot of wilted cornflowers on the windowsill, and then there was nothing."
There's nothing there."
Peter said.Then they hurried out, but Lucy did not follow.She only stayed there because she thought it was okay to open that closet, and that the door to that closet was locked nine times out of ten.But what she didn't expect was that as soon as she pulled the door of the closet, it opened, and even two mothballs rolled out of it.She looked into the closet and saw several coats hanging inside, most of them long fur coats.Lucy likes to smell leather clothes the most, and she also likes the feeling of touching them, so she doesn't hesitate to go into the closet right away, but she knows that it is very foolish to lock herself in the closet, so she leaves the closet door open and doesn't close it.She slipped into the middle of the leather coat and rubbed her face against the leather coat a few times.She noticed that there was a row of coats hanging behind the first row of coats, but it was dark inside the closet, so she had to reach forward with her arms and grope her way forward, so as not to accidentally hit her head on the back of the cabinet.She kept going, one step, two steps, three steps, always thinking that the tips of her fingers would touch the board, but she never touched it."
This wardrobe is really too big."
Lucy thought so, and as she walked on, she kept pushing away the layers of soft fur coats with her hands to make room for her to walk.After walking for a while, she began to notice a creaking sound under her feet."
I don't know if I stepped on those mothballs."
Lucy thought to herself, and then bent down and reached for the ground, but instead of the smooth hardwood planks that should be at the bottom of her closet, she touched something fluffy, cold, like powder."
It's incredible."
She said as she continued to take two steps forward.It wasn't long before she began to notice that instead of the soft fur coats that were rubbing against her face and hands, she had become something hard, thick, and a little prickly."
Hey, that's almost like a twig," Lucy exclaimed.Then she saw a glimmer of light in front of her, and it didn't seem to be coming from the back panel of what was supposed to be a cupboard a few inches away, but rather from a long distance.She also felt something cool, soft all the way down on her body.It was a few more moments before she realized that she was in the middle of a wood.It was already night, and there was snow under her feet and snowflakes dancing in the sky.Lucy was a little scared at first, but at the same time a little excited, which piqued her curiosity.She looked back, and in the middle of the swarthy tree trunk, she could still see the open closet door, and even through the door she saw the empty room she had just entered, and it still looked like it was daytime."
If something happens, I can still go back the way I came."
Lucy thought so, and walked on.She walked through the forest, towards the light, her footsteps creaking on the snow.After walking for about ten minutes, Lucy walked to the light.She looked closely, and it turned out to be a lamppost, and she stood there looking at the lamppost, wondering how there could be such a lamppost in the forest, and she didn't know what she was going to do next.At this moment, she suddenly heard a clatter of footsteps approaching, and soon she saw a very strange-looking fellow appear in the bushes in front of her, and walked into the light of the lamppost.The guy was only slightly taller than Lucy, and he had an umbrella in his hand, the surface of which was completely covered in snow.The upper half of his body looked like that of a man, but his legs looked like goat's legs, which were covered with black oily hair, and his feet were exactly the same as goat's hooves.His skin was red, he had a red scarf around his neck, and he had a tail, which Lucy hadn't noticed at first, for his tail had risen neatly over the arm holding the umbrella, apparently to keep it from dragging it in the snow.He looked very pleasant, with a short, sharp mustache on his strange little face, and two horns in the hair on his head, one on his forehead, one on each side, as I have just said, with one hand for an umbrella, and under the other a few brown paper bags, which, judging by the paper bags and the snow in front of him, looked as if he had just purchased gifts for Christmas.He's a sheep monster.When he saw Lucy in front of him, he was so surprised that he didn't even notice that the paper bag in his hand had fallen to the ground."
My God," cried the goat.t1706231537: