隐藏的伤疤：柳叶眉毛的故事〜儿童的民间故事 

Ø NCE不久前在中国有一位名叫陈哩蒽女孩谁是非常自觉的形成了众多的疤痕，造成儿时的一次事故中，越过她的眉毛之一。如果她不小心碰巧被镜子照了一下，她很快就会转身离开。疤痕似乎比她的伤疤大三倍。因此，她不惜一切代价避免使用镜子和反射镜，随着她成为一名年轻女子，她宁愿花越来越多的时间独自呆在花园里。然而，她仍然对所有人都有益而愉快。

有一天，一个名叫吴唐的有钱年轻人在隔壁的房子里拜访了陈连的邻居。当吴唐爬上树丛寻找鸟巢时，他偶然发现了陈连恩在下面花园里的墙上，在墙上缝制刺绣并哼着自己。年轻的女人对他如此着迷，年轻的女人像柳树枝一样优雅地移动，其甜美的声音催眠了他，以至于他差点从树枝上掉下来。碰巧的是，处女座的她的好一面朝向他，而吴棠认为她是一个完美的知己。

他匆匆走下那棵树。我找到了我的新娘！ 吴堂向父母宣告。立刻打电话给媒人。

因此，媒人被召唤了。经过通常的礼物和谈判讨论后，媒人要求所有其他人离开房间。她说：我必须和这个年轻人呆在一起。

吴塘，媒人说。如您所知，这位年轻女子来自一个好家庭，并以公主的优雅气质举止。但是，您可能对她一无所知。您应该知道她的美貌有缺陷。

我亲眼见过她！ 吴棠惊呼。我不会听到你说任何缺点！

因此，婚礼安排如期进行。典礼当天很快到来。陈连的家园从来没有像现在这样可爱，从石墙到树顶，都装饰着鲜花。然而，当陈连恩站在自己的婚纱店时，她感到不安。在仪式开始的最后时刻，她焦急地转向母亲。

你确定媒人告诉了他吗？

她的母亲说：是的，我的孩子，我告诉过你一百次。 她绝对告诉过他你的眉毛，这对他来说至少没有关系。 母亲调整了女儿的面纱。

然而，当陈连恩看着待丈夫与客人聊天和交谈时，她担心：如果被告知，他为什么不试着看我，试图通过我的面纱看伤疤？他为什么似乎不知道吗？

婚礼之后，他们两个独自一人。新丈夫揭开了新娘的面纱，如果他第一次看到眉毛时被吓到了，谁能怪他呢？

可怜的陈连恩看到了丈夫的惊讶。她说：好丈夫，媒人没告诉你我的眉毛不好吗？ 年轻人沉默了，于是她继续前进。

她说：当我还是一个小女孩时，我的家人正去很远的地方探望朋友。一个小男孩扔了一块沉重的石头，我正在他们的花园里玩耍。我确定他不想伤害我。 ，但是它打在我的额头上，割伤了你现在看到疤痕的伤口。对不起，我的丈夫，我无法在任何方面都做到完美。

我的新娘，吴棠最后说，那个扔石头的小男孩叫什么名字？

A，我不知道；他像我一样是那里的访客。

您在玩北京城的李氏家族花园吗？ 吴小声。

一个好丈夫，你怎么知道呢？

吴说：因为那个男孩是我自己。 我的父母经常告诉我，我曾经是如何在李家的花园里扔石头砍下一个小女孩的额头的。我们的脚踝现在已经束缚着婚姻的丝线，这必定是自己的命运，所以我可能最终会补偿您造成的伤害。现在我完全知道该怎么办了。

他要求使用最好的黑色墨水和最薄的毛笔，然后用毛笔和墨水在疤痕上画一条新的眉毛。它像柳叶一样纤细弯曲，就像陈连的另一根完美的眉毛，没人能分辨它们。

在两个恋人在一起度过的所有快乐岁月中，丈夫吴棠每天早晨都用他的疤痕画了新的柳叶眉毛。因此，他们两个过着完美的生活。

The Hidden Scar: The Story of the Willow Leaf Eyebrow ~ Folktales Stories for Kids 

ONCE LONG AGO IN CHINA there lived a girl named Chen Lien who was very self-conscious about a large scar, caused by a childhood accident, that crossed one of her eyebrows. If by mistake she happened to catch her reflection in a mirror, she quickly turned away; the scar seemed three times larger than it really was to her. And so she avoided mirrors and reflections at all costs, and as she grew to become a young woman, she preferred to spend more and more time alone in the garden. Yet she remained helpful and pleasant to all.

One day a rich young man named Wu Tang was visiting Chen Lien's neighbors in the house next door. As Wu Tang was climbing in the trees searching for bird's nests, he happened to notice Chen Lien in the garden below, over the wall, stitching embroidery and humming to herself. He was so entranced by the young woman, who moved as gracefully as a willow branch and whose sweet voice hypnotized him, that he nearly fell from the branches. It so happened that the maiden sat with her good side facing toward him, and Wu Tang thought her the perfect vision of a soul mate.

He scurried down the tree. "I have found my bride!" Wu Tang declared to his parents. "Call the matchmaker at once."

And so the matchmaker was summoned. After the usual discussion of gifts and negotiations, the matchmaker asked all others to leave the room. "I must have a moment alone with the young man," said she.

"Wu Tang," said the matchmaker. "As you know, the young woman is from a good family and carries herself with the grace of a princess. But there is something you may not know about her. You should know about a flaw to her beauty."

"I have seen her with my own eyes!" exclaimed Wu Tang. "I will not hear you speak of any flaw!"

And so the wedding arrangements proceeded on schedule. Soon the day of the ceremony was at hand. Never was the garden of Chen Lien's home more lovely, decorated with fresh flowers from stonewall to treetop. Yet while Chen Lien was standing in her bridal fineries, she felt uneasy. In the last moments before the ceremony began, she anxiously turned to her mother.

"Are you sure the matchmaker told him?"

"Yes, my child, I told you a hundred times," said her mother. "She absolutely told him about your eyebrow and it does not matter to him in the least." And the mother adjusted her daughter's veil.

Yet as Chen Lien watched her husband-to-be laughing and talking with guests, she worried, "If he had been told, why wouldn't he try to glance at me to try to see the scar through my veil? Why does he seem so unaware of it?"

After the wedding ceremony, the two of them were alone. The new husband lifted his bride's veil, and who can blame him if he was startled when he first saw the eyebrow?

Poor Chen Lien saw the surprise on her husband's face. She said, "Good husband, did not the matchmaker tell you of my bad eyebrow?" The young man was silent, so she went on.

"When I was a little girl," she said, "my family was traveling far away to visit friends. I was playing in their garden when a little boy threw a heavy stone. I'm sure that he did not wish to hurt me, but it hit me on the forehead, and cut this gash where you now see a scar. I am sorry that I cannot come to you, my husband, perfect in every way."

"O my bride," said Wu Tang at last, "what was the name of that little boy who threw the stone?"

"Alas, I do not know; he was a visitor there like myself."

"Was the garden in which you were playing that of the Li family in the city of Peking?" whispered Wu.

"O excellent husband, how could you know that?"

"Because that boy was myself," said Wu. "My parents have often told me how I once threw a stone and cut the forehead of a little girl in the gardens of the Li family. It must be destiny itself that our ankles are now tied with the silken cord of marriage, so that I might finally make amends to you for the injury I caused. And now I know exactly what I must do."

He called for the finest black ink and his thinnest writing brush, and with the brush and ink he drew a new eyebrow right through the scar. It was thin and curved, like a willow leaf, and it was so much like Chen Lien's other perfect eyebrow that no one could tell them apart.

For all the many happy years that the two lovers lived together, every morning the husband Wu Tang painted a new willow-leaf eyebrow over the scar that he had made. And so the two of them lived their lives in perfect contentment.