the Mystery Art
美音、自然拼读、分级阅读与词汇复习
Chapter One Morty stood in the school hallway with his friends, staring up at a drawing that hung on the wall in front of the art room.
第一章 Morty与他的朋友站在学校的走廊上,盯着挂在艺术室前墙上的一幅画.
Under it, Miss Micasso, the art teacher, had posted a sign reading, “Who is the mystery artist?
美术老师Micasso小姐在书下贴出标语:“神秘艺术家是谁?
Please remember to sign your work.”
请记住在你的作品上签名。 “
Rumors about the creator’s identity spread through the school like wildfire.
有关创造者身份的传闻,
The illustration was a triumphant action shot of soccer superstar Messi Mouse powerfully shooting the ball to score.
插图是足球超级巨星梅西鼠以强力射入球取分的胜利动作镜头.
His tail swung through the air, and the ball soared between the goalposts at incredible speed.
他的尾巴从空中挥出,而球以惊人的速度在门柱之间飞起.
“That’s amazing,” Ben exclaimed.
" 这是惊人的,"本称.
“Look at the droplets of sweat on Messi’s face.”
" 看看梅西脸上的汗滴. “
“Seriously!”
说真的!
Fred agreed.
弗莱德同意了
“Even the grass on the field looks realistic.”
“即使田地上的草看起来也是现实的。 “
Morty gazed up at the art in silence.
莫蒂默默地凝视着艺术
Part of him wanted to explain that he had used dark green for shadowing on the lighter grass blades, but he kept quiet.
部分他想解释,他曾经用深绿色来对更轻的草叶进行阴影,但他保持沉默.
Morty loved to dribble and doodle.
莫蒂喜欢玩花样和涂鸦。
When he was outside, he was dribbling his Official Mouse Champion soccer ball.
当他在外面时,他正在炫耀 他的官方老鼠冠军足球。
When he was inside, Morty was doodling with his deluxe set of Magnificent Markers, and he mostly liked to draw soccer players in action.
在里面时,莫蒂正在用他豪华的一套"壮观的标记"来涂鸦,他大多喜欢在行动中画出足球运动员.
Morty never thought about being an artist—instead, he dreamed of becoming a famous athlete who young mice would want to sketch.
莫蒂从未想过要成为一个艺术家,
Discovering his soccer illustration hanging in the hallway, Morty reflected on yesterday’s art class.
发现他在走廊挂起的足球插画,
As he’d been rinsing paintbrushes, the bell had rung, signaling the end of the period.
钟声响起,
“Please remember to put your assignments in the box as you leave,” Miss Micasso had called after the babbling mice as they shuffled out the door.
Micasso小姐在小老鼠出门后打过电话。
Morty had sighed, plunging his hand into his backpack to fish for his sloppy drawing.
莫蒂叹了口气,把手伸入他的背包去钓他的草率画作。
He didn’t like to be told what to draw.
他不喜欢别人告诉他画什么。
When Miss Micasso assigned art homework, he spent mere minutes on it.
当米卡索小姐分配艺术作业时 他只花了几分钟
Morty had felt his hand curl around a wrinkled paper, hurriedly pulled it from his bag, and had flung it in the homework box.
莫蒂觉得手卷在一张皱纹相间的纸上,匆匆地从包里取出,并把它扔入了作业盒.
Later that afternoon, he had been puzzled to find his assignment crumpled in the bottom of his backpack.
那天下午晚些时候,他感到迷惑,发现他的任务被压在背包底部.
Morty shook his head, bringing himself back to the present.
莫蒂摇起头来,让自己回到现在.
More students were gathering around the painting.
更多的学生聚集在画作周围.
Morty heard one whisper, “Wilbur’s the best artist.
Morty听到一个低语, " Wilbur是最好的艺术家。
He’s the only one who draws that well.”
只有他画得这么好。 “
Indignant, Morty almost squeaked up to claim his work, but he quickly changed his mind.
沉闷地,莫蒂几乎尖叫起来声称自己的作品,但他很快就改变了主意.
“If I could draw like that,” Ben was saying, “I’d put my name all over it!”
“如果我能这样画出来,”本说,“我会把我的名字放在上面!”
“Well, if I could draw like that,” Fred added, “I’d sell my art and get rich!”
Fred补充说:“如果我能这样画画, “
Morty mumbled, “If I could play soccer like that, I wouldn’t bother coming to school.”
莫蒂哑巴, “如果我能这样踢足球, “
His friends laughed in agreement as the bell rang, then hustled to class.
他的朋友们在铃声响起时大笑,然后赶去上课。
Chapter Two The next day, Morty hovered in the doorway of the art room.
第 二 章 决 定 第二天,莫蒂在艺术室的门道上徘徊.
Not admitting to being the mystery artist felt dishonest.
不承认自己是神秘艺术家 觉得不诚实
On the other hand, he preferred to be known as the school’s top soccer player, not its most accomplished artist.
另一方面,他更愿意被称为学校的顶级足球运动员,而不是最有成就的艺术家.
“Oh, hello, Morty,” Miss Micasso said as she glanced up from her grading.
“哦,你好,莫蒂,”米卡索小姐说,当她从分数上看时。
“Did you bring your art assignment?
“你带来了你的艺术任务吗?
It’s overdue, and you usually get homework in on time.”
通常你都会按时得到作业。 “
“Miss Micasso,” Morty said as he closed the door behind him, “I have a problem.”
“Micasso女士”,Morty在他把门关上时说:“我有一个问题。 “
Miss Micasso got up from her desk and gestured for Morty to sit at a worktable with her.
米卡索小姐从她的桌子上站起来,并手势让莫蒂和她坐在工作台上.
“Tell me about it,” she said sweetly.
她温馨地说:“告诉我,”
“The art in the hall is mine,” he admitted.
他承认,“大厅中的艺术是我的。”
“That’s wonderful news, Morty!
莫蒂,这是好消息!
You’re very talented,” Miss Micasso exclaimed.
你很有才华,
“So, what’s the issue?”
“那么,有什么问题? “
“I didn’t mean to turn that drawing in,” Morty said quietly.
莫蒂默默地说,
“I’m not really an artist.
“我不是真正的艺术家。
I mean, I don’t want my friends to think I’m the artsy type.
我不想我的朋友认为我是艺术型。
I’m more of a soccer player.”
我更像足球运动员。 “
“I see,” Miss Micasso said.
“我明白了”,米卡索小姐说。
Morty waited for Miss Micasso to say more.
莫蒂等米卡索小姐多说几句
“Have you ever heard of Miceangelo?”
“你听说过米桑基罗吗? “
she finally asked.
她终于问了
“No,” Morty confessed.
“不,”莫蒂承认。
“He was a renowned Italian artist who lived long ago,” Miss Micasso explained.
Micasso小姐解释说,“他是一位著名的意大利艺术家,很早以前就已经生活。
“He apprenticed to be a sculptor, and he was a fantastic one, but Miceangelo could also paint.
“他学徒成为雕塑家,他是一个了不起的雕塑家,但Miceangelo也可以作画。
One day he was asked to go to Rome and paint the ceiling of a great chapel.
一天他被要求去罗马并画出一座大礼拜堂的天花板.
Let me show you.”
让我告诉你。 “
Miss Micasso got up, plucked a book from the shelf, and opened it wide.
米卡索小姐站起来,从书架上取出一本书,并打开了它。
“Wow!”
“哇!” !
Morty gasped.
莫蒂被毒气冲昏了
He recognized the painting but had never really looked at the many detailed scenes so closely.
他认出了这幅画,但从未如此仔细地看待过许多详细的场景。
“Miceangelo spent four years on his masterpiece, and now five million mice wait in line to see it every year,” Miss Micasso said with a smile.
“Miceangelo在杰作上花了四年时间,现在每年有500万只老鼠排队等待,
“Still, Miceangelo never signed the ceiling.”
“尽管如此,Miceangelo从未在天花板上签字。 “
Maybe Miceangelo was like me, Morty thought.
也许Miceangelo和我一样,莫蒂认为。
He wanted to sculpt, and I want to play soccer, but we are both pretty good at other things, too.
他想雕塑,我想踢足球 但我们都擅长其他事情。
Miss Micasso turned to another page showing a radiant white statue of a woman.
米卡索小姐翻到另一页,展示了一尊有光泽的白色女性雕像.
“Miceangelo sculpted this from marble and polished it,” Miss Micasso said.
Micasso小姐说,“Miceangelo用大理石雕出这个并把它磨光了。”
Morty looked closely at the chiseled figure.
莫蒂仔细观察了那个被打乱了的身材.
The woman’s sad expression was so lifelike that it seemed she had frozen and turned to stone.
这名妇女的悲哀表情与生俱来,
“When Miceangelo finished the statue, it went on public display,” Miss Micasso continued.
“当Miceangelo完成雕像时,雕像便公开展出。”
“People gathered to admire its beauty.
“人们聚集一堂,赞美它的美丽。
That night, Miceangelo snuck back and engraved his name into this sash.
当晚,Miceangelo悄悄地溜回了这里,将自己的名字刻入了这个萨斯.
It was the only piece of art he ever signed.”
这是他签过的唯一一件艺术品 “
“Why’d he sign it?”
" 他为什么要签署? “
Morty asked.
莫提问.
“No one knows for certain, but some have said that Miceangelo heard admirers saying it was the work of another sculptor,” she replied.
她回答说,“没有人知道,但有些人说,Miceangelo听到崇拜者说这是另一位雕塑家的作品”。
Morty understood what Miceangelo must have felt.
莫蒂明白米桑基罗的感受
“Morty,” Miss Micasso said softly, “you can choose what you would like to do, but you’re a very gifted artist, and you should consider taking ownership of your work.”
“Morty,” Micasso小姐温和地说,“你可以选择你想要做什么,但你是一个很有天赋的艺术家,你应该考虑拥有你的作品。 “
“Miceangelo was pretty cool,” Morty mused.
“Miceangelo很酷,”Morty mused。
Then he rummaged through his backpack for his charcoal-colored Magnificent Marker.
然后他从他的背包里挖出 他的木炭色的壮观标记
“I’m not sure if I’ll sign all my art, but signing the mystery art feels like the right thing to do.”
我不确定自己是否会签署所有作品, “
Miss Micasso beamed.
米卡索小姐被电击了
“I think that’s a good decision,” she said.
她说,“我认为这是一个很好的决定,”
“And Morty, I’m sure your friends will think of you as the most artistic soccer player they know.”
“莫蒂,我相信你的朋友会认为你是他们认识的最有艺术性的足球运动员。 “
Chapter Three The next day at school, Fred, Ben, and Morty scurried to the soccer field for recess.
第三章 第二天在学校,弗雷德,本和莫蒂赶去足球场休息.
“C’mon, Morty,” Fred pleaded.
" 来吧,莫蒂, " 弗雷德恳求。
“If you can draw Messi playing soccer, you can draw your best friends playing soccer.”
“如果你能画出梅西踢足球,你可以画出你最好的朋友踢足球。 “
Morty laughed.
莫蒂笑了起来
He had told Fred and Ben that the mystery art was his after his conversation with Miss Micasso.
他告诉了弗雷德和本,神秘的艺术是他和米卡索小姐谈话后的他.
Then the news of Morty’s talent had circulated quickly through the school.
之后,莫蒂的才华传遍了学校。
He enjoyed getting art requests from his eager classmates.
他喜欢收到同学的艺术请求
“So, what do you say?”
“那么,你说呢? “
Fred continued.
弗雷德继续。
“Draw me as the glorious goalie who blocks Ben’s shot.”
“把我画成挡住Ben一枪的光荣守门员。 “
“I can punt one past you with my eyes closed!”
“我可以闭上眼睛打穿你一个! “
Ben responded.
本应.
“Morty only draws realistic scenes.”
“摩尔蒂只画出现实的场景。 “
Morty booted his soccer ball to Ben.
莫蒂把他的足球传给了本.
“Okay, Fred, prove you can block Ben’s shot, and maybe I’ll draw it,” he teased.
"好吧,弗雷德,证明你可以屏蔽 Ben的镜头, 也许我会画出来,
They all laughed and scampered to the field, but Morty was lost in thought.
他们都笑了起来,骗到田地去,但莫蒂在思想中迷路了.
He wondered if Miceangelo ever sculpted soccer players.
他想知道米桑基罗有没有雕塑过足球运动员.