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Mr Flinch
In a grim, grey house in a grim, grey town lived an unhappy man.
It was not his grey house that made Mr Flinch unhappy. It was not that he was poor, because he was not. Mr Flinch was a miser. He never gave away a penny. ( He never gave away a smile either. ) He was a mean and miserable man.
Mr Flinch was miserable because of his neighbours.
On one side of Mr Flinch’s grim, grey house stood a jolly red one. It belonged to Carl Clutch who mended cars.
Carl loved cars – and motorbikes and vans and lorries. Every morning, Mr Flinch woke up to hear hammers banging, spanners clanging and engines revving. The whole street shook with the noise.
On the other side, in a bright blue house, lived a music teacher called Poppy Plink. Each morning, Poppy sat down and played grand tunes on her grand piano. After breakfast, her students started to arrive.
Violins screeched, drums thundered and bassoons bellowed. Mr Flinch shut his window, but the noise still came through the wall. Brum – brum, tootle – toot, bang! His whole house shook and shivered.
He put his fingers in his ears.
He rapped on the wall … but his neighbours did not hear.
They were far too happy. They were mending cars and making music, and they loved their work.
Brum – brum, tootle – toot, bang!
Mr Flinch rap rapped until he made holes in his wallpaper. It did no good.
Mr Flinch locked himself in a cupboard. He wound old towels round his head.
He wrote angry letters, but tore them all up. ‘ Stamps cost far too much money!’ he said.
Even in bed, he wore a hat to keep out the noise.
But the cars still revved and the music still jangled.
Mr Flinch was the grey filling in a noise sandwich.
‘This can’t go on,’ Flinch thought to himself. He even shouted it out loud:
Nasty Tricks
Mr Flinch went next door to Carl’s house. Carl was mending cars. It was easy to sneak into his kitchen and put a dead rat in the fridge.
‘That will get rid of him!’ said Flinch, and smiled a nasty smile. ‘Nobody wants to live in a house with rats!’
At midnight, Mr Flinch climbed on to his roof and – carefully, carefully – crawled across the tiles. He put his head down Poppy’s chimney and gave a long, loud, ‘Hooowooowoooo!’
‘That will get ride of her,’ he said with a grim grin. ‘Nobody wants to live in a house with ghosts!’
Then he climbed back into bed.
Next morning, Mr Flinch woke to a HUGE noise. Cars and lorries were stopping outside. He looked out of his window.
Carl was sitting outside in the rood, with a table, a kettle, a loaf of bread and a bottle of tomato sauce.
Carl called to Mr Flinch, ‘Can’t use my kitchen today! Rays, urgh! My mum is cleaning up. She told me to eat my breakfast outside. That’s how I got this great idea! Take – away breakfast! Drivers can stop here and buy breakfast.’
Just then, Poppy Plink came running out of her blue front door. ‘Oh, Mr Flinch! Oh, Carl! Guess what happened last night!’
‘I give up,’ said Mr Flinch, with a sumg smirk. ‘Do tell.’
Poppy beamed with joy. ‘Last night, angles sang down my chimney! They did, I promise!’ She frowned. ‘But the music wasn’t very good! I think they want some new songs to sing! I’m sure they want me to write them, and I shall! Oh I shall!’
She did.
Poppy still had to teach music all day.
But at night she wrote angle music. She made it nice and loud, with lots of cymbals and trumpets.
It was all too much for Mr Flinch.
Mr Flinch has a Plan
Mr Flinch went next door to Carl’s house.
He showed Carl a fistful of money. ‘The day you move house, all this is yours!’ he said.
‘Anything you say, chief,’ said Carl, wiping his dirty hands on a rag.
‘As long as I can mend cars, I’ll be happy anywhere.’ Carl went on, ‘I’ll move out I can sell the house!’
Next, Mr Flinch went to Poppy’s house and offered her a hatful of money. ‘The day you move house, all this is yours!’ he said.
‘Of course! If that is what you want, dear heart! Cried Poppy.
She had never seen so much money in her life. ‘As long as I have my music, I can be happy anywhere! I will move out just as soon as I can sell my little house!’
Mr Flinch went home a happy man – well, as happy as a man like Mr Flinch can ever be.
He felt in his empty pockets and gulped. ‘All that money gone! Ah, but soon those noisy neighbours will be gone, too!’
In a few days, Mr Flinch’s neighbours had sold up their houses.
Now, at last, he would have peace and quiet – nothing but the noise of mice scratching in the empty cellar.
Moving Day
Mr Flinch watched as Poppy Plink moved out. Bo-jangle went the piano as she pushed and bumped it down the steps.
‘Going already are you, you pest?’ he mutted. ‘I pity the person who has to live next door to you!’
Seeing him, Poppy waved up at the window.
‘Such luck, Mr Flinch!’ she called. ‘Fancy! A few days ago, I met someone who wants to move house too! We agreed to swap houses!’
Just then, Carl came out of his front door carrying two heavy tool boxes. He saw Poppy struggling with a harp and went to help her. ‘All set, Poppy? he said.
‘All set, Carl! Isn’t this fun!’ She replied.
Then Carl moved into Poppy’s bright house and Poppy moved into Carl’s jolly red one.
They helped each other to carry the big things, like tables and sofas.
Then Carl had a house-warming party. He and Poppy sang, because they were so happy: ‘There’s no place like home!’
Mr Flinch heard it right through the wall of his house … even inside his cupboard, even with a towel round his head. Noisy Neibours
1Mr FlinchIn
In a grim, grey house in a grim, grey town lived an unhappy man.It was not his grey house that made Mr Flinch unhappy. It was not that he was poor, because he was not. Mr Flinch was a miser. He never gave away a penny. ( He never gave away a smile either. ) He was a mean and miserable man.Mr Flinch was miserable because of his neighbours.On one side of Mr Flinch’s grim, grey house stood a jolly red one. It belonged to Carl Clutch who mended cars.Carl loved cars – and motorbikes and vans and lorries. Every morning, Mr Flinch woke up to hear hammers banging, spanners clanging and engines revving. The whole street shook with the noise.On the other side, in a bright blue house, lived a music teacher called Poppy Plink. Each morning, Poppy sat down and played grand tunes on her grand piano. After breakfast, her students started to arrive.Violins screeched, drums thundered and bassoons bellowed. Mr Flinch shut his window, but the noise still came through the wall. Brum – brum, tootle – toot, bang! His whole house shook and shivered.He put his fingers in his ears.He rapped on the wall … but his neighbours did not hear.They were far too happy. They were mending cars and making music, and they loved their work.Brum – brum, tootle – toot, bang!Mr Flinch rap rapped until he made holes in his wallpaper . It did no good.Mr Flinch locked himself in a cupboard . He wound old towels round his head.He wrote angry letters, but tore them all up. “Stamps cost far too much money!”he said.Even in bed, he wore a hat to keep out the noise.But the cars still revved and the music still jangled.Mr Flinch was the grey filling in a noise sandwich.“This can’t go on,”Flinch thought to himself. He even shouted it out loud: “This can’t go on！”
2Nasty Tricks
Mr Flinch went next door to Carl’s house. Carl was mending cars. It was easy to sneak into his kitchen and put a dead rat in the fridge.“That will get rid of him!”said Flinch, and smiled a nasty smile. “Nobody wants to live in a house with rats!”At midnight, Mr Flinch climbed on to his roof and – carefully, carefully – crawled across the tiles. He put his head down Poppy’s chimney and gave a long, loud, “Hooowooowoooo!”“That will get ride of her,”he said with a grim grin. “Nobody wants to live in a house with ghosts!”Then he climbed back into bed.Next morning, Mr Flinch woke to a HUGE noise. Cars and lorries were stopping outside. He looked out of his window.Carl was sitting outside in the rood, with a table, a kettle, a loaf of bread and a bottle of tomato sauce.Carl called to Mr Flinch, “Can’t use my kitchen today! Rays, urgh! My mum is cleaning up. She told me to eat my breakfast outside. That’s how I got this great idea! Take – away breakfast! Drivers can stop here and buy breakfast.”Just then, Poppy Plink came running out of her blue front door. “Oh, Mr Flinch! Oh, Carl! Guess what happened last night!”“I give up,”said Mr Flinch, with a sumg smirk. “Do tell.”Poppy beamed with joy. “Last night, angles sang down my chimney! They did, I promise!’”She frowned. “But the music wasn’t very good! I think they want some new songs to sing! I’m sure they want me to write them, and I shall! Oh I shall!”She did.Poppy still had to teach music all day.But at night she wrote angle music. She made it nice and loud, with lots of cymbals and trumpets.It was all too much for Mr Flinch.
3Mr Flinch has a Plan
Mr Flinch went next door to Carl’s house.He showed Carl a fistful of money.“The day you move house, all this is yours!”he said.“Anything you say, chief,”said Carl, wiping his dirty hands on a rag.“As long as I can mend cars, I’ll be happy anywhere.”Carl went on, “I’ll move out as soon as I can sell the house!”Next, Mr Flinch went to Poppy’s house and offered her a hatful of money. “The day you move house, all this is yours!”he said.“Of course! If that is what you want, dear heart! Cried Poppy.She had never seen so much money in her life. “As long as I have my music, I can be happy anywhere! I will move out just as soon as I can sell my little house!”Mr Flinch went home a happy man – well, as happy as a man like Mr Flinch can ever be.He felt in his empty pockets and gulped. “All that money gone! Ah, but soon those noisy neighbours will be gone, too!”In a few days, Mr Flinch’s neighbours had sold up their houses.Now, at last, he would have peace and quiet – nothing but the noise of mice scratching in the empty cellar.
4Moving Day
Mr Flinch watched as Poppy Plink moved out. Bo-jangle went the piano as she pushed and bumped it down the steps.“Going already are you, you pest?”he mutted. “I pity the person who has to live next door to you!”Seeing him, Poppy waved up at the window.“Such luck, Mr Flinch!’”she called. “Fancy! A few days ago, I met someone who wants to move house too! We agreed to swap houses!”Just then, Carl came out of his front door carrying two heavy tool boxes. He saw Poppy struggling with a harp and went to help her. “All set, Poppy？”he said.“All set, Carl! Isn’t this fun!’”She replied.Then Carl moved into Poppy’s bright house and Poppy moved into Carl’s jolly red one.They helped each other to carry the big things, like tables and sofas.Then Carl had a house-warming party. He and Poppy sang, because they were so happy: “There’s no place like home!”Mr Flinch heard it right through the wall of his house … even inside his c upboard , even with a towel round his head.
第6本：simon and his rescue dog——kelly.they are going to the western Turkey to resue the hunt people.Because there was happen a biggest ever recorded earthquake.kelly is a very special dog.
第7本：Del is a football player. His dad and friends are gave many pressure to Del.He was sick of this.on the contrary,his best friends,spanner are very love football.but heonly a reserve. On a important match, Del want to lost the match .But because it ,he mates was arrowed into him .lucky,spanner loyally to him. And Del gave the win change to spanner. spanner was a hero now .Del as well free by his father.
第8本：Petey is a domestic robot.One day I and sam found petey was very odd.Actually, he want to be a human.I and sam was support to him
.But my mum found it . and called the factory on the vid-phone.we're on a escape.On the way ,petey in order to help sam, at last he was catched by connections squad van. At last ,my parents was followed petey.Now petey was travelled at the outer planet. 3.Nosiy neighbours.
There are two people who are the rich man's neighbours.There are very clever, they got lots of money from that man, and stay together.The rich man only got money, but he don't know how to enjoy this life, he is lonly.He always thought about his money not other people.In the future, I want to be the person who like Poppy Plink or Carl.Their heart are full of happyness, they are hopeful.
相当于四年级。
典范英语的优缺点：1，优点：《典范英语》语言纯正地道，内容生动有趣，贴近儿童生活，融故事性、趣味性、知识性、科学性于一体，同时，配有戏剧化录音，便于学生模仿一口地道纯正的英语。2，缺点：首先，这本书的字和图都特别小。大点的娃还好。对于小点的娃来说那么厚一本，图小字小特别费眼。其实牛津树里面有很多小细节等我们去挖掘，图太小了有的就看的不是特别清楚。
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这里有全套免费的《牛津阅读树》，希望能帮助到你。这是一套针对以英语为母语的学龄前及小学孩子培养阅读兴趣的寓教于乐的儿童英语读物。包括了故事、诗歌、有声读物和互动游戏等各种对孩子们充满吸引力的内容。接触过闪卡的宝妈应该知道，用这个打印出来教宝宝非常适合，不用对着手机电脑屏幕。 典范英语就是牛津阅读树，名字不同而已，内容完全一样，强咖喱有。
Mr Flinch
In a grim, grey house in a grim, grey town lived an unhappy man.
It was not his grey house that made Mr Flinch unhappy. It was not that he was poor, because he was not. Mr Flinch was a miser. He never gave away a penny. ( He never gave away a smile either. ) He was a mean and miserable man.
Mr Flinch was miserable because of his neighbours.
On one side of Mr Flinch’s grim, grey house stood a jolly red one. It belonged to Carl Clutch who mended cars.
Carl loved cars – and motorbikes and vans and lorries. Every morning, Mr Flinch woke up to hear hammers banging, spanners clanging and engines revving. The whole street shook with the noise.
On the other side, in a bright blue house, lived a music teacher called Poppy Plink. Each morning, Poppy sat down and played grand tunes on her grand piano. After breakfast, her students started to arrive.
Violins screeched, drums thundered and bassoons bellowed. Mr Flinch shut his window, but the noise still came through the wall. Brum – brum, tootle – toot, bang! His whole house shook and shivered.
He put his fingers in his ears.
He rapped on the wall … but his neighbours did not hear.
They were far too happy. They were mending cars and making music, and they loved their work.
Brum – brum, tootle – toot, bang!
Mr Flinch rap rapped until he made holes in his wallpaper. It did no good.
Mr Flinch locked himself in a cupboard. He wound old towels round his head.
He wrote angry letters, but tore them all up. ‘ Stamps cost far too much money!’ he said.
Even in bed, he wore a hat to keep out the noise.
But the cars still revved and the music still jangled.
Mr Flinch was the grey filling in a noise sandwich.
‘This can’t go on,’ Flinch thought to himself. He even shouted it out loud:
Nasty Tricks
Mr Flinch went next door to Carl’s house. Carl was mending cars. It was easy to sneak into his kitchen and put a dead rat in the fridge.
‘That will get rid of him!’ said Flinch, and smiled a nasty smile. ‘Nobody wants to live in a house with rats!’
At midnight, Mr Flinch climbed on to his roof and – carefully, carefully – crawled across the tiles. He put his head down Poppy’s chimney and gave a long, loud, ‘Hooowooowoooo!’
‘That will get ride of her,’ he said with a grim grin. ‘Nobody wants to live in a house with ghosts!’
Then he climbed back into bed.
Next morning, Mr Flinch woke to a HUGE noise. Cars and lorries were stopping outside. He looked out of his window.
Carl was sitting outside in the rood, with a table, a kettle, a loaf of bread and a bottle of tomato sauce.
Carl called to Mr Flinch, ‘Can’t use my kitchen today! Rays, urgh! My mum is cleaning up. She told me to eat my breakfast outside. That’s how I got this great idea! Take – away breakfast! Drivers can stop here and buy breakfast.’
Just then, Poppy Plink came running out of her blue front door. ‘Oh, Mr Flinch! Oh, Carl! Guess what happened last night!’
‘I give up,’ said Mr Flinch, with a sumg smirk. ‘Do tell.’
Poppy beamed with joy. ‘Last night, angles sang down my chimney! They did, I promise!’ She frowned. ‘But the music wasn’t very good! I think they want some new songs to sing! I’m sure they want me to write them, and I shall! Oh I shall!’
She did.
Poppy still had to teach music all day.
But at night she wrote angle music. She made it nice and loud, with lots of cymbals and trumpets.
It was all too much for Mr Flinch.
Mr Flinch has a Plan
Mr Flinch went next door to Carl’s house.
He showed Carl a fistful of money. ‘The day you move house, all this is yours!’ he said.
‘Anything you say, chief,’ said Carl, wiping his dirty hands on a rag.
‘As long as I can mend cars, I’ll be happy anywhere.’ Carl went on, ‘I’ll move out I can sell the house!’
Next, Mr Flinch went to Poppy’s house and offered her a hatful of money. ‘The day you move house, all this is yours!’ he said.
‘Of course! If that is what you want, dear heart! Cried Poppy.
She had never seen so much money in her life. ‘As long as I have my music, I can be happy anywhere! I will move out just as soon as I can sell my little house!’
Mr Flinch went home a happy man – well, as happy as a man like Mr Flinch can ever be.
He felt in his empty pockets and gulped. ‘All that money gone! Ah, but soon those noisy neighbours will be gone, too!’
In a few days, Mr Flinch’s neighbours had sold up their houses.
Now, at last, he would have peace and quiet – nothing but the noise of mice scratching in the empty cellar.
Moving Day
Mr Flinch watched as Poppy Plink moved out. Bo-jangle went the piano as she pushed and bumped it down the steps.
‘Going already are you, you pest?’ he mutted. ‘I pity the person who has to live next door to you!’
Seeing him, Poppy waved up at the window.
‘Such luck, Mr Flinch!’ she called. ‘Fancy! A few days ago, I met someone who wants to move house too! We agreed to swap houses!’
Just then, Carl came out of his front door carrying two heavy tool boxes. He saw Poppy struggling with a harp and went to help her. ‘All set, Poppy? he said.
‘All set, Carl! Isn’t this fun!’ She replied.
Then Carl moved into Poppy’s bright house and Poppy moved into Carl’s jolly red one.
They helped each other to carry the big things, like tables and sofas.
Then Carl had a house-warming party. He and Poppy sang, because they were so happy: ‘There’s no place like home!’
Mr Flinch heard it right through the wall of his house … even inside his cupboard, even with a towel round his head. Noisy Neibours
1Mr FlinchIn
In a grim, grey house in a grim, grey town lived an unhappy man.It was not his grey house that made Mr Flinch unhappy. It was not that he was poor, because he was not. Mr Flinch was a miser. He never gave away a penny. ( He never gave away a smile either. ) He was a mean and miserable man.Mr Flinch was miserable because of his neighbours.On one side of Mr Flinch’s grim, grey house stood a jolly red one. It belonged to Carl Clutch who mended cars.Carl loved cars – and motorbikes and vans and lorries. Every morning, Mr Flinch woke up to hear hammers banging, spanners clanging and engines revving. The whole street shook with the noise.On the other side, in a bright blue house, lived a music teacher called Poppy Plink. Each morning, Poppy sat down and played grand tunes on her grand piano. After breakfast, her students started to arrive.Violins screeched, drums thundered and bassoons bellowed. Mr Flinch shut his window, but the noise still came through the wall. Brum – brum, tootle – toot, bang! His whole house shook and shivered.He put his fingers in his ears.He rapped on the wall … but his neighbours did not hear.They were far too happy. They were mending cars and making music, and they loved their work.Brum – brum, tootle – toot, bang!Mr Flinch rap rapped until he made holes in his wallpaper . It did no good.Mr Flinch locked himself in a cupboard . He wound old towels round his head.He wrote angry letters, but tore them all up. “Stamps cost far too much money!”he said.Even in bed, he wore a hat to keep out the noise.But the cars still revved and the music still jangled.Mr Flinch was the grey filling in a noise sandwich.“This can’t go on,”Flinch thought to himself. He even shouted it out loud: “This can’t go on！”
2Nasty Tricks
Mr Flinch went next door to Carl’s house. Carl was mending cars. It was easy to sneak into his kitchen and put a dead rat in the fridge.“That will get rid of him!”said Flinch, and smiled a nasty smile. “Nobody wants to live in a house with rats!”At midnight, Mr Flinch climbed on to his roof and – carefully, carefully – crawled across the tiles. He put his head down Poppy’s chimney and gave a long, loud, “Hooowooowoooo!”“That will get ride of her,”he said with a grim grin. “Nobody wants to live in a house with ghosts!”Then he climbed back into bed.Next morning, Mr Flinch woke to a HUGE noise. Cars and lorries were stopping outside. He looked out of his window.Carl was sitting outside in the rood, with a table, a kettle, a loaf of bread and a bottle of tomato sauce.Carl called to Mr Flinch, “Can’t use my kitchen today! Rays, urgh! My mum is cleaning up. She told me to eat my breakfast outside. That’s how I got this great idea! Take – away breakfast! Drivers can stop here and buy breakfast.”Just then, Poppy Plink came running out of her blue front door. “Oh, Mr Flinch! Oh, Carl! Guess what happened last night!”“I give up,”said Mr Flinch, with a sumg smirk. “Do tell.”Poppy beamed with joy. “Last night, angles sang down my chimney! They did, I promise!’”She frowned. “But the music wasn’t very good! I think they want some new songs to sing! I’m sure they want me to write them, and I shall! Oh I shall!”She did.Poppy still had to teach music all day.But at night she wrote angle music. She made it nice and loud, with lots of cymbals and trumpets.It was all too much for Mr Flinch.
3Mr Flinch has a Plan
Mr Flinch went next door to Carl’s house.He showed Carl a fistful of money.“The day you move house, all this is yours!”he said.“Anything you say, chief,”said Carl, wiping his dirty hands on a rag.“As long as I can mend cars, I’ll be happy anywhere.”Carl went on, “I’ll move out as soon as I can sell the house!”Next, Mr Flinch went to Poppy’s house and offered her a hatful of money. “The day you move house, all this is yours!”he said.“Of course! If that is what you want, dear heart! Cried Poppy.She had never seen so much money in her life. “As long as I have my music, I can be happy anywhere! I will move out just as soon as I can sell my little house!”Mr Flinch went home a happy man – well, as happy as a man like Mr Flinch can ever be.He felt in his empty pockets and gulped. “All that money gone! Ah, but soon those noisy neighbours will be gone, too!”In a few days, Mr Flinch’s neighbours had sold up their houses.Now, at last, he would have peace and quiet – nothing but the noise of mice scratching in the empty cellar.
4Moving Day
Mr Flinch watched as Poppy Plink moved out. Bo-jangle went the piano as she pushed and bumped it down the steps.“Going already are you, you pest?”he mutted. “I pity the person who has to live next door to you!”Seeing him, Poppy waved up at the window.“Such luck, Mr Flinch!’”she called. “Fancy! A few days ago, I met someone who wants to move house too! We agreed to swap houses!”Just then, Carl came out of his front door carrying two heavy tool boxes. He saw Poppy struggling with a harp and went to help her. “All set, Poppy？”he said.“All set, Carl! Isn’t this fun!’”She replied.Then Carl moved into Poppy’s bright house and Poppy moved into Carl’s jolly red one.They helped each other to carry the big things, like tables and sofas.Then Carl had a house-warming party. He and Poppy sang, because they were so happy: “There’s no place like home!”Mr Flinch heard it right through the wall of his house … even inside his c upboard , even with a towel round his head.
第6本：simon and his rescue dog——kelly.they are going to the western Turkey to resue the hunt people.Because there was happen a biggest ever recorded earthquake.kelly is a very special dog.
第7本：Del is a football player. His dad and friends are gave many pressure to Del.He was sick of this.on the contrary,his best friends,spanner are very love football.but heonly a reserve. On a important match, Del want to lost the match .But because it ,he mates was arrowed into him .lucky,spanner loyally to him. And Del gave the win change to spanner. spanner was a hero now .Del as well free by his father.
第8本：Petey is a domestic robot.One day I and sam found petey was very odd.Actually, he want to be a human.I and sam was support to him
.But my mum found it . and called the factory on the vid-phone.we're on a escape.On the way ,petey in order to help sam, at last he was catched by connections squad van. At last ,my parents was followed petey.Now petey was travelled at the outer planet. 3.Nosiy neighbours.
There are two people who are the rich man's neighbours.There are very clever, they got lots of money from that man, and stay together.The rich man only got money, but he don't know how to enjoy this life, he is lonly.He always thought about his money not other people.In the future, I want to be the person who like Poppy Plink or Carl.Their heart are full of happyness, they are hopeful.
相当于四年级。
典范英语的优缺点：1，优点：《典范英语》语言纯正地道，内容生动有趣，贴近儿童生活，融故事性、趣味性、知识性、科学性于一体，同时，配有戏剧化录音，便于学生模仿一口地道纯正的英语。2，缺点：首先，这本书的字和图都特别小。大点的娃还好。对于小点的娃来说那么厚一本，图小字小特别费眼。其实牛津树里面有很多小细节等我们去挖掘，图太小了有的就看的不是特别清楚。
《典范英语》百度网盘免费在线下载
链接：https://pan.baidu.com/s/1L-_Ei72G27sclT0Enswe2A
12.牛津阅读树 phonics 闪卡
来自:百度网盘
提取码: EMTC
复制提取码跳转
提取码：EMTC
这里有全套免费的《牛津阅读树》，希望能帮助到你。这是一套针对以英语为母语的学龄前及小学孩子培养阅读兴趣的寓教于乐的儿童英语读物。包括了故事、诗歌、有声读物和互动游戏等各种对孩子们充满吸引力的内容。接触过闪卡的宝妈应该知道，用这个打印出来教宝宝非常适合，不用对着手机电脑屏幕。 典范英语就是牛津阅读树，名字不同而已，内容完全一样，强咖喱有。
