从前,丹麦有个穷孩子。他父亲是个鞋匠,不幸过早去世。他母亲又嫁了人。他一点也不喜欢他的继父。一天,这孩子去见王子。王子问他想做什么?他说:“我想编写剧本,还要在皇家剧院演出。”王子惊讶地望着这个孩子:粗大的手脚,高高的鼻梁,那双明亮的眼睛充满了自信和高傲。王子说:“写剧本是一回事,能不能上演又是另一回事。你还是干些象绱鞋那样的实惠工作吧。我这是为了你好啊!” Once upon a time Denmark had a poor boy. His father was a shoemaker, unfortunately, died prematurely. His mother married again. He did not like his stepfather at all. One day, the child went to see the prince. The prince asked him what he wanted to do: “I wanted to write the script, and I was going to perform at the Royal Theater.” The prince looked at the child in astonishment: his thick hands and nose, his tall nose, his bright eyes filled with confidence and arrogant. The prince said: “It’s one thing to write a script, it’s another thing to do it, and you’re doing a fair job like a shoe, and I’m here for you.”