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安徒生童话故事第103篇：两兄弟Two Brothers
无论是在学校还是在社会中，大家对童话都不陌生吧，童话故事多采用夸张、拟人、象征等表现手法去编织奇异的情节。还苦于找不到优秀的童话故事？下面是小编精心整理的安徒生童话故事两兄弟Two Brothers，欢迎阅读，希望大家能够喜欢。
故事内容
丹麦有一个岛;岛上的麦田里露出古代法庭的遗迹，山毛榉林中冒出高大的树。在这些东西中间有一个小市镇;镇上的房子都很矮，屋顶上盖的全是红瓦。在这样的一座屋子里有一个敞口灶;在灶里白热的炭火上熬着一些稀奇的东西。有的东西在玻璃杯里煮，有的东西在混合，有的东西在蒸发，有的草药在研钵里被捣碎。一个老人在做这些事情。
“一个人只能做正确的事情，”他说。“是的，只能做正确的事情。我们应该认识一切造物的本来面目，同时坚持真理。”
那个贤德的主妇这时和她的两个男孩子正坐在房间里。这两个孩子的年纪虽小，但是思想已经很像成年人。妈妈常常和他们谈起真理和正义，同时也教育他们坚持真理，因为真理就是上帝在这世界上的一面镜子。
较大的孩子看起来既淘气又富于想象力。他最大的兴趣是阅读关于大自然的威力、关于太阳和星星这类的事情——什么童话也没有比这更使他感兴趣。啊，如果他能出去作探险的旅行，或发明一种办法来模仿鸟儿的翅膀在空中飞行，那将是多么愉快的事情啊!是的，发明这些东西是正当的事情!爸爸说得对，妈妈也说得对：真理使世界前进。
弟弟比较安静些，整天跟书本在一起。当他读到雅各穿上羊皮伪装成为以扫，以便骗取他哥哥的继承权的时候①。他的小手就捏成一个拳头，表示出他对于欺骗者的愤怒。当他读到关于暴君、世上的罪恶和不义的事情的时候，他的眼睛里就冒出眼泪。他的心中有这么一个强烈的思想：正义和真理最后一定会胜利的。
有一天晚上，他已经上床去睡了，不过窗帘还没有拉拢;一道亮光射到他身上来：他在抱着书睡觉，因为他想把索龙②的故事读完。
他的思想领着他作奇异的航行;他的床简直就像一个鼓满了风的船。他在做梦吗，这是怎么回事儿?他在波涛汹涌的海上，在时间的大洋中航行。他听到索龙的声音。他听见有人以一种奇怪、但是易懂的方言，念出这样一个丹麦的谚语：“国家是应该以法治理的!”
人类的智慧之神现在就在这个贫寒的屋子里面。他向床上弯下腰，在这个孩子的额上亲吻了一下：“愿你坚强地保持你的荣誉!愿你坚强地参加生活的斗争!愿你拥抱着真理。向真理的国度飞去!”
哥哥还没有上床。他站在窗旁，望着草原上升起的白雾。这并非像老保姆所说的那样，是小鬼在跳舞。他现在知道得很清楚，这是水蒸气：因为它比空气还要温暖，所以它能上升。一颗流星把天空照亮，于是这孩子的思想就马上从地上的雾气飞到闪烁的流星上去。天上的星星在眨着眼睛，好像在向地上放下许多金丝。
“跟我一起飞吧!”这孩子的心里发出这样的一个歌声。人类伟大的智慧带着他向太空飞去——一飞得比雀子、比箭、比地上所有能飞的东西还要快。星星射出的光线，把太空中的球体彼此联系在一起。我们的地球在稀薄的空气中旋转：它上面所有的城市似乎都连接在一起。有一个声音在这些天体之间响着：“当伟大的精神智慧把你带到太空中去的时候，什么是远，什么是近呢?”
这个孩子又站在窗子旁边朝外望，弟弟睡在床上，妈妈喊着他们的名字：安得尔斯和汉斯·克利斯仙。
丹麦知道他们，全世界也知道他们——他们是奥尔斯得兄弟③。
①雅各和以扫是兄弟。以扫是长子，有继承权;当他们的父亲要死的时候，雅各穿上羊皮，伪装成为以扫;父亲的眼睛看不见，摸了他一下，以为他真是以扫，就给予他长子应得的权利。事见《圣经·旧约·创世纪》第二十七章。
②索龙(Solon)是古希腊一个有名的立法者，为当时“七大智者”之一。
③安得尔斯·奥尔斯得(Anders Sando Orsted，1778-1860)是丹麦的哲学家、名律师和政治家，1853年曾任丹麦的首相。汉斯·克利斯仙·奥尔斯得(Hans Christian Orsted，1777-1851)是丹麦的名哲学家、发明家和作家。他发明电磁力。
两兄弟英文版：
Two Brothers
ON one of the Danish islands, where old Thingstones, the seats of justice of our forefathers, still stand in the cornfields, and huge trees rise in the forests of beech, there lies a little town whose low houses are covered with red tiles. In one of these houses strange things were brewing over the glowing coals on the open hearth; there was a boiling going on in glasses, and a mixing and distilling, while herbs were being cut up and pounded in mortars. An elderly man looked after it all.
“One must only do the right thing,” he said; “yes, the right—the correct thing. One must find out the truth concerning every created particle, and keep to that.”
In the room with the good housewife sat her two sons; they were still small, but had great thoughts. Their mother, too, had always spoken to them of right and justice, and exhorted them to keep to the truth, which she said was the countenance of the Lord in this world.
The elder of the boys looked roguish and enterprising. He took a delight in reading of the forces of nature, of the sun and the moon; no fairy tale pleased him so much. Oh, how beautiful it must be, he thought, to go on voyages of discovery, or to find out how to imitate the wings of birds and then to be able to fly! Yes, to find that out was the right thing. Father was right, and mother was right—truth holds the world together.
The younger brother was quieter, and buried himself entirely in his books. When he read about Jacob dressing himself in sheep-skins to personify Esau, and so to usurp his brother’s birthright, he would clench his little fist in anger against the deceiver; when he read of tyrants and of the injustice and wickedness of the world, tears would come into his eyes, and he was quite filled with the thought of the justice and truth which must and would triumph.
One evening he was lying in bed, but the curtains were not yet drawn close, and the light streamed in upon him; he had taken his book into bed with him, for he wanted to finish reading the story of Solon. His thoughts lifted and carried him away a wonderful distance; it seemed to him as if the bed had become a ship flying along under full sail. Was he dreaming, or what was happening? It glided over the rolling waves and across the ocean of time, and to him came the voice of Solon; spoken in a strange tongue, yet intelligible to him, he heard the Danish motto: “By law the land is ruled.”
The genius of the human race stood in the humble room, bent down over the bed and imprinted a kiss on the boy’s forehead: “Be thou strong in fame and strong in the battle of life! With truth in thy heart fly toward the land of truth!”
The elder brother was not yet in bed; he was standing at the window looking out at the mist which rose from the meadows. They were not elves dancing out there, as their old nurse had told him; he knew better—they were vapours which were warmer than the air, and that is why they rose. A shooting star lit up the sky, and the boy’s thoughts passed in a second from the vapours of the earth up to the shining meteor. The stars gleamed in the heavens, and it seemed as if long golden threads hung down from them to the earth.
“Fly with me,” sang a voice, which the boy heard in his heart. And the mighty genius of mankind, swifter than a bird and than an arrow—swifter than anything of earthly origin—carried him out into space, where the heavenly bodies are bound together by the rays that pass from star to star. Our earth revolved in the thin air, and the cities upon it seemed to lie close to each other. Through the spheres echoed the words:
“What is near, what is far, when thou art lifted by the mighty genius of mind?”
And again the boy stood by the window, gazing out, whilst his younger brother lay in bed. Their mother called them by their names: “Anders Sande” and “Hans Christian.”
Denmark and the whole world knows them—the two brothers rsted.
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