داستان مادر و دختر با ترجمه

 داستان مادر و دختر با ترجمه 

One summer day, when tourists were  

 lining up to enter a
stately house, an old gentleman whispered to the person behind him, “Take a look
at the little fellow in front of me with the poodle cut and the blue jeans. Is
it a boy or a girl!?” “It’s a girl,” came the angry answer. “I ought to know.
She’s my daughter.” “Forgive me, sir!” apologized the old fellow. “I never
dreamed you were her father.” “I’m not,” said the parent with blue jeans. “I’m
her mother!”

داستان کوتاه با ترجمه

London a few years ago. Men went there and read their newspapers quietly, or drank or had meals with their friends.

All of these men's clubs had a lot of very good servants. At every club one of the servants was a doorman. Mr Grace was the doorman of one of these clubs. He was fifty-five years old, and he had grey hair and a big grey moustache. The telephone rang in his office at six o'clock in the evening, and a woman spoke to him. She said, 'Are you the doorman of the George Club?'

'Yes, I am,' Mr Grace answered.

'Please give my husband a message,' the woman said.

'Your husband isn't at the club this evening,' Mr Grace answered.

'But I haven't told you his name!' the woman said angrily.

داستان اسانسور با ترجمه

The Elevator

آسانسور

An Amish boy and his father were in a mall.  They were amazed by almost everything they saw, but especially by two shiny, silver walls that could move apart and then slide back together again.

The boy asked, "What is this, Father?" The father (never having seen an elevator) responded, "Son, I have never seen anything like this in my life, I don't know what it is."

While the boy and his father were watching with amazement, a fat, ugly old lady moved up to the moving walls and pressed a button. The walls opened, and the lady walked between them into a small room. 

A Blind Boy باترجمه

A Blind Boy 

A blind boy sat on the steps of a building with a hat by his feet. He held up a sign which said: “I am blind, please help.” There were only a few coins in the hat.
A man was walking by. He took a few coins from his pocket and dropped them into the hat. He then took the sign, turned it around, and wrote some words. He put the sign back so that everyone who walked by would see the new words.
Soon the hat began to fill up. A lot more people were giving money to the blind boy. That afternoon the man who had changed the sign came to see how things were. The boy recognized his footsteps and asked, “Were you the one who changed my sign this morning? What did you write?”

پسر نابینایی روی پله های یک ساختمان نشسته بود در حالی که کلاهی کنارش قرار داشت. او همراهش تابلویی داشت که رویش نوشته بود: من نابینا هستم لطفا کمک کنید

داستان انگلیسی با ترجمه فارسی

The cat and the bell

There were a lot of mice in a house. The man of the house got a cat. The cat killed many of the mice. Then the oldest mouse said:"All mice must come to my hole tonight, and we will think what we can do about this cat."

اس ام اس های عاشقانه انگلیسی با ترجمه فارسی

Knock! Knock! May I Come Into Ur World? 

I Bring No Flowers, No Gifts But Wishes
To Keep U Fresh, Prayers To Keep U
Healthy & Love To Keep U Smiling

تق! تق! اجازه هست پا به دنیای تو بزارم؟ من با خودم گل نمیارم،
با خودم هدیه هم نمیارم اما یه عالمه آرزو با خودم میارم که تورو همیشه تر و تازه نگه داره،
با خودم کلی دعا میارم برای سلامتی تو، و با خودم عشق میارم تا کاری کنم تو همیشه لبخند بزنی . . .----------------------------------------------------------
Find arms that will hold u at ur weakest,
eyes that will c u at ur ugliest
heart that will luv at ur worst,
if u hv found it, u’ve found luv

دستایی رو پیدا کن که در ضعیف ترین حالتت نگهت دارن،  

چشمایی که در زشت ترین حالتت نگاهت کنن
قلبی رو که وقتی توی بد ترین حالت هستی دوست داشته باشه؛
اگر تونستی اینارو پیدا کنی بدون که عشق رو پیدا کردی . . . 

 

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داستان

Last week I went to the theater, the play was very interesting. I didn’t enjoy it! A couple was sitting behind me, talking loudly. I couldn’t hear the actors; so I looked at them angrily. They didn’t pay any attention.
“I can’t hear a word” I said angrily.” it’s none of your business,” he said.” this is a private conversation!”

هفته قبل به تئاتر رفتم. نمایش بسیار جذاب بود.من از آن لذت نبردم.زوجی پشت سر من نشسته بودند و با صدای بلند صحبت می کردند.من نمی توانستم صدای بازیگران را بشنوم،بنابراین با عصبانیت به آنها نگاهی انداختم.آنها توجهی نکردند.با عصبانیت گفتم:”من یک کلمه نمی توانم بشنوم”.مرد گفت:”به تو ربطی ندارد.این یک گفتگوی خصوصی است 

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پسر بازیگوش (یک داستان کوتاه انگلیسی به همراه ترجمه)

پسر بازیگوش (یک داستان کوتاه انگلیسی به همراه ترجمه)

Peter was eight and a half years old, and he went to a school near his house. He always went there and came home on foot, and he usually got back on time, but last Friday he came home from school late. His mother was in the kitchen, and she saw him and said to him, "Why are you late today, Peter  

"My teacher was angry and sent me to the headmaster after our lessons," Peter answered

?""To the headmaster?" his mother said. "Why did she send you to him  

"Because she asked a question in the class; Peter said, "and none of the children gave her the answer except me."

His mother was angry. "But why did the teacher send you to the headmaster then? Why didn"t she send all the other stupid children?" she asked Peter  

."Because her question was, "Who put glue on my chair?" Peter said

پیتر هشت سال و نیمش بود و به یک مدرسه در نزدیکی خونشون می‌رفت. او

همیشه پیاده به آن جا می‌رفت و بر می‌گشت، و همیشه به موقع برمی‌گشت، اما جمعه‌ی قبل از مدرسه دیر به خانه آمد. مادرش در آشپزخانه بود،‌ و وقتی او (پیتر) را دید ازش پرسید «پیتر، چرا امروز دیر آمدی»؟

پیتر گفت: معلم عصبانی بود و بعد از درس مرا به پیش مدیر فرستاد.

مادرش گفت: پیش مدیر؟ چرا تو را پیش او فرستاد؟

پیتر گفت: برای اینکه او در کلاس یک سوال پرسید و هیچکس به غیر از من به سوال او جواب نداد.

مادرش عصبانی بود و از پیتر پرسید: در آن صورت چرا تو را پیش مدیر فرستاد؟ چرا بقیه‌ی بچه‌های احمق رو نفرستاد؟

پیتر گفت: برای اینکه سوالش این بود «چه کسی روی صندلی من چسب گذاشته؟»

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