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One summer night, Princess Yvette fell ill. The doctors in the palace were at a loss. The king told his daughter that he would give her anything she wanted as long as she got better. Princess Yvette said she wanted the moon. If she can get the moon, she will be fine. She took a long list from her pocket and said, "Your Majesty, I have brought you many things over the years. The list is as follows: ivory, monkeys, peacocks, jewels, pink elephants, blue puppies, dwarfs ... "
But the king said he didn't remember the blue puppy and didn't want to talk about it. He just wants to give the moon to his daughter as soon as possible. "I can bring you treasures from distant places, such as Africa or Asia," said the housekeeper, "but I can't reach the moon. The moon is hundreds of thousands of kilometers away from the earth, and no one can touch it. "
The king sent the housekeeper out and called his royal mathematician, a bald old man. The king said to him, "Don't tell me how many problems you have solved for me in the past few decades." I am not interested in them. I want you to pick the moon for Princess Yvette. "Thank you for your trust," said the mathematician. In the past few decades, I have told you how high the sky is, how deep the sea is, how far the letters A and Z are, and how far it is from day to night ... "
The king snapped, "I said I didn't want to discuss it with you." "I just want you to give my daughter the moon!" The mathematician bowed and said, "Your Majesty, I can't reach the moon. The moon is hundreds of thousands of kilometers away, bigger than our kingdom, and no one can reach it. " The king drove the mathematicians out of the hall. Then he called out this funny crocodile, who was the only person in the palace who could make him laugh.
The king said, "if we can't reach the moon, my daughter will not be well." All the ministers said they couldn't do it. " The crocodile thought for a moment and said, "Well, they are all smart people, but the angle of looking at the moon may be different from mine." Why don't we ask Princess Yvette what the moon looks like to her? "The king agreed.
The clown went to Princess Yvette's room. Yvette asked the clown if he could help her pick the moon. The crocodile said yes, but first, he wanted to know how big the moon was in her imagination. The princess replied, "It's as big as my nails." "Why? The crocodile was shocked. " Because when I point my little finger at the moon, my nails will cover the moon. "
The crocodile asked her how high the moon was in her imagination. She said it was as high as the trees outside the window, because sometimes the moon hung on the treetops and snuggled up to the leaves.
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Classification of fairy tales:
From the perspective of expression, fairy tales can be roughly divided into three types: superman fairy tales, humanoid fairy tales and normal fairy tales. But these three are not completely separated, and sometimes they are interrelated. In other words, in a fairy tale, there may be both normal and humanoid expressions. Wait, wait.
From the perspective of subject matter, fairy tales (fairy tales with big concepts) can be divided into two categories: scientific fairy tales (also known as "knowledge fairy tales") and literary fairy tales (also known as "moral fairy tales"). The usual "fairy tale" defaults to "literary fairy tale".