《世界插画大师英诺森提作品--圣诞颂歌》（英）狄更斯 著

内容简介
和许多男孩子一样，匹诺曹调皮捣蛋，不听大人的话，而且逃避学习和家务；还和许多男孩子一样的是，匹诺曹做事任性，很少考虑后果。但是本篇故事中的明星可不是随便哪个小男孩，当然也就不同寻常。事实上，他干脆就不是一个小男孩。他的脑袋是木头制作的，身体是从中了魔法的大树枝上雕刻出来的，匹诺曹只是一个木偶，而且是很淘气的一个！
作家卡洛·科洛迪和插图画家罗伯特·英诺森提将会带领读者遨游在这个极富想象力的经典故事当中：无知和淘气使木偶匹诺曹连遭厄运，最后，在变成“真正”男孩的诱惑下，匹诺曹决心改过自新。但是，他良好的表现是不是来得太迟了呢？

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作者简介
卡洛·科洛迪是卓有成就的意大利记者卡洛·洛伦茨尼（1826-1890）的笔名，他曾在19世纪70年代翻译过法国童话故事，并赢得了高度赞誉。受到这一鼓舞，他开始写作自己的作品。《木偶奇遇记》于1881年首次出版面世，是其最著名的为世人钟爱的作品，至今仍被认为是经典的儿童读物，在全世界涌现了大量不同的版本，其中包括沃尔特·迪斯尼公司于1940年制作的动画片。科洛迪64岁时在佛罗伦萨去世。

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文摘
第一章　樱桃师傅找到了一块很奇怪的木头
从前，有一个——
“一个国王！”许多小读者会立刻喊起来。
不，孩子们，你们说错了。从前，有一块木头。
这块木头不值钱，只是一块常见的原木，就像那样的木头一样：在冬天的炉子和壁炉里面燃烧，跳跃着欢快的火苗，为屋子加热增温。
我也说不清楚那是怎么一回事，反正在晴好的一天，这块木头躺在老木匠安东尼奥师傅的店铺里。可是，由于他鼻子的缘故，大家都叫他樱桃师傅，因为他的鼻子又红又亮，很像一颗成熟的樱桃。
樱桃师傅一看到这块木头，高兴得两眼放光。他满足地搓着双手，小声地说：“这块木头来得正是时候，正好可以做一张小桌子的一条腿。”
说完，他拿起一把锋利的斧子，准备剥掉树皮和粗糙的外表。但就在要砍下第一斧子的时候，他听到一个很轻的声音说：“轻一点！”
想象一下好心、年老的樱桃师傅有多么惊讶吧！
他转动着惊慌的双眼，环顾室内，寻找声音可能发出的地方，但他并没有看到任何人！他查看了长凳的下面——没人；他查看了一直关着的橱柜的里面——没人；他查看了盛放刨花和锯末的筐子——没人；他甚至打开了店门往街上看去——还是没有人。那么，刚才那个声音是从哪里发出来的呢？
“我知道是怎么回事了，”他笑着挠着假发说，“很显然，那个很小的声音只是我的想象而已。好了，继续干吧。”
他再次提起斧子，用力朝那块木头砍去。

Content abstract
And many boys, Pinocchio mischievous, don't listen to an adult, and escape learning and housework, Also, and many boys, Pinocchio, seldom consider doing wayward consequences. But this story is the star of any boy, certainly also is unusual. In fact, he is not a little boy. His head is made of wood, the body is a magic from the big branches carved, Pinocchio was a puppet, and is very naughty!
Writer carlo coronado and illustrator Robert British northumbria mention will lead readers navigate in the rich imagination of classic story: ignorance and naughty puppet Pinocchio even to bad luck, finally, a "real" boy, Pinocchio under the temptation to turn over a new leaf. But, he good performance is too late?

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Author introduction
Carlo coronado dean is successful Italian journalist carlo la newly-unearthed paper (1826-1890 pseudonym), he worked in the 1870s translated French fairy tale, and has won high praise. Inspired by this, he began to write his own work. ", Pinocchio, first published in 1881, is the world's most famous works of love, is still considered classical children's books, in the world of different versions, including the Walt Disney company in 1940 animation production. When dick 64 coronado died in Florence.

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abstract
The first chapter of cherry teacher found a very strange wood
Once upon a time, there was a --
"A king!" Many young readers will immediately shouted.
No, children, you said is wrong. Once upon a time, there was a piece of wood.
This is a piece of wood and worthless log, the common, like that of wood stove in winter, and the fireplace in combustion, leaping flames, cheerful for house warming heat.
I do not know what happened in the sunny day, anyway, the piece of wood lying in the old carpenter master shops Antonio. But because of his nose, everyone call him, because his master cherry nose red light, very much like a ripe cherry.
A piece of wood of cherry teacher sees, happily shining eyes. He satisfiedly rubbing his hands, quietly said: "the piece of wood, just came to a small table leg."
Then he took a sharp axes, ready to strip off the rough bark and appearance. But in the axe to chop, when he heard a voice said: "the light of light!"
Imagine the kind of cherry, old teacher how surprised!
He rolled around the eyes, panic, looking for voice may send indoors, but he didn't see anyone! He looked under the benches; nobody -- He had been closed to the inside of the cabinet, nobody, He examined the cheng fang shavings and sawdust basket -- no one, He opened the door into the street, or no one look. So, just the voice came out from where?
"I know what is going on," he smiled, "said his wig, the small apparently voice just my imagination. Well, continue to do it."
He again, at the piece of wood cutting force.