“我肯定会有充足的草给它。”我说，“我给你的是一只非常小的绵羊。”
“因为我住的处所，统统都非常小……”
第一天早晨，我就睡在这阔别人间炊火的戈壁上，我比大海中浮在小木筏上的罹难海员还要孤傲。是以，你们能够设想到，当我在第二天拂晓时被一个奇特而藐小的声音吵醒时是有多么吃惊。这个小小的声音说：“请你给我画一只绵羊，好吗？”
My friend smiled gently and indulgenty. "You see yourself," he said, "that this is not a sheep. This is a ram. It has horns."So then I did my drawing over once more.
"This is only his box. The sheep you asked for is inside."I was very surprised to see a light break over the face of my young judge:"That is exactly the way I wanted it! Do you think that this sheep will have to have a great deal of grass""Why"
因为我向来没有画过羊，我就给他画我常常画的那幅闭着肚皮的巨蟒，然后我非常震惊地听到这个小家伙说：“不！不！我不要一个在蟒蛇肚子里的大象。”
因而我又重新画了一张。
“你本身看看，”他说，“你画的不是绵羊，是头公羊，另有两个角呢。”
像是被闪电击中般，我跳着脚站起来，用力揉了揉眼睛，细心地循名誉去。我瞥见一个非常奇特的小家伙正站在那边严厉地打量着我。这是厥后我给他画出来的最好的一幅画像。可惜，我的画要比他本人的模样减色很多。这不是我的错误。六岁时，大人们让我对本身的画家生涯丧失了勇气，除了画过开着肚皮和闭着肚皮的蟒蛇，我厥后再没有学过画别的东西。
他渐渐地仿佛在报告一件非常首要的事情普通，对我反复说道：“请……给我画一只绵羊……”
“为甚么问这个呢？”
“并不像你说的那么小……瞧！它睡着了……”
就如许，我熟谙了小王子。
The first night, then, I went to sleep on the sand, a thousand miles from any human habitation. I was more isolated than a shipwrecked sailor on a raft in the middle of the ocean. Thus you can imagine my amazement, at sunrise, when I was awakened by an odd little voice. It said:"If you please, draw me a sheep!""What!"