莎莎和萨姆

Question

就是两个小狗的那个感人故事，很多年以前的了。
谁能告诉我谁写的，最好找到它的英文原版吗？
谢谢
楼下那两个SB。我要的不是这个，我告你这篇我都能背下来了。还有我要的是原作者和原英文版，不是要GOOGLE上那种用来辅助理解的垃圾翻译，这么对待我提的问题你对的起我的100分吗？

Answer 1

莎莎和萨姆- -
但是有一天夜里，萨姆走到餐室窗边，迟疑地发出了一个颤音，好现在努力回忆一个已经忘却的调子。忽然，他向窗外狂吠起来，像往常那样每叫一声便停顿一下，等候沙沙的回音。可使这次他只能静静听只有他自己才能听得见的声音。一条狗用叫声表演合唱，他持续了很长时间。

莎莎和萨姆

我们一下子就觉得这只小狗会被我们看中。她兴高采烈的向我们蹒跚走来，而她的两姐妹还在动物棚里晒着太阳打瞌睡呢。她是个白棕两色的小东西，脸像花朵一样漂亮，背上有一片棕色的绒毛，像是给神会中的小精灵预备的鞍座。她用后腿撑着占了起来，挥动前爪，向小电影明星那样快活地朝我们笑开了。
"我们叫她‘莎莎'吧。"当我的妻子乔伊斯把小狗捞起来抱在臂弯里的时候，我这样建议道。 就在这时，我注意到在一间小棚下有一双黄眼盯着我。我伸过手去把他了出来，这是一窝中唯一的一只小公狗。他除眼睛成嫩黄色，胸部有一条白毛和露在嘴巴外面的红红的舌尖外，全身漆黑。对于这样小的身躯来说，他的耳朵可算是大的出奇，像个小丑一样。
"萨姆！"我将出现在脑袋里的一个名字说了出来。"可我们只准备要一只小狗呀！"乔伊斯提醒我。"他样子多滑稽，如果我们不要，谁还要？"我争辩道。
于是我们将莎莎和萨姆都带到佛蒙特州格林山区我们在山坡上的住房里。房子周围是森林和草地，似乎是狗的良好生活环境。
从一开始起，它们一点也不一样，像乖丫头和野小子。莎莎傲慢、温柔，让人着迷。她总想去舔舔随便哪一张脸，包括萨姆的脸在内。她的弟弟却充满着相互矛盾的特点，而且没有一个是让人满意的。如果一只蝴蝶向他翩翩飞来，萨姆会叫着向后躲。听到雷声，他会往床底下钻。可真正碰到危险的事，他又糊里糊涂。这主要指我们房前的那条公路。那是条弯弯曲曲的乡间大道，车开得飞快，根本来不及为一只小狗紧急刹车。莎莎很快明白公路是去不得的。于是我们决定不再放他随便乱跑。
可我刚把萨姆栓起来不到十分钟，他便烦躁的在门上抓挠了，一届咬断的绳子在颈上晃来晃去。莎莎耷拉着脑袋坐在草地上，好像自己犯了同谋罪似的。
我们在萨姆的颈子上扣了一条钢链，可是他却像著名魔术演员那样，不一会儿就挣脱了。后来，我用六英尺高的篱笆围成了一个栅栏。我相信，萨姆关在里面，是再也逃不掉了。
几天后的一个中午，我们请客吃饭，宾主之间的谈话北门口突如其来得狗叫所打断。原来是萨姆已从栅栏里跑出来了。他浑身沾满泥土，毛像豪猪的影毛那样竖起。我惊恐的看着，这个鬼怪大踏步地走进餐室，成为大伙注意的中心，并且突然昂起他的身子。
以后几天，每当我把萨姆索在栅栏里，十五分钟后，就会发现它已经在池塘旁边用爪子去招惹青蛙或者朝公路那边慢慢走去。为了弄清楚它是怎样逃出来的，我们躲在窗帘后面观察它。只见萨姆匆匆向四周扫视了一下，见没人注意他，变像长臂的猴儿那样爬上篱笆，在顶上摇摇摆摆地走了几步，然后跳下来，一溜烟跑了。
萨姆不和莎莎友好相处，常常威胁着她。如果给每只狗各扔一块骨头，萨姆往往一眨眼把两块都啃了。餐室的角落放着他们床铺，他并不蜷起身子睡在自己的一头，却伸开四肢躺在床的中间，霸占了整个小床。如果莎莎已睡在床上她的那一头，萨姆就会冲到窗口，大声吠叫。她当然会跑去看看是什么这么激怒了萨姆。这时萨姆就会猛然冲上床，躺在床的中间，心满意足地呼了口气。

在大部分时间里，萨姆似乎不注意莎莎，好像她是一只丑小狗，不值得去看。其实，莎莎样样值得信任，只有一桩过错。后门外的花圃里种了一些紫罗兰，她总爱去践踏。如果被人撞见了，她会认错似的垂下头，就像一个吸毒成瘾的人，瞧不起自己的软弱，又无法摆脱。
尽管萨姆大大咧咧地不顾家里所有的规矩，去不去找紫罗兰的麻烦。对于他来说，莎莎所犯的任何错误都是很小的了。当我们斥责莎莎不该去践踏紫罗兰时，萨姆显得幸灾乐祸，如同一个抢劫火车的老手在欣赏法官惩办一位因违反了"不许践踏草地"的公告而被拘留的学校教师那样。
莎莎很欣赏萨姆的一些滑稽的举动。一次，我们发现她歪着脑袋在餐室里，兴奋的瞅着萨姆：他将窗帘裹在头上，想裹着一块阿拉伯头巾，正在弄姿作态，斜着眼睛自我陶醉。这以后，萨姆想引起人们的注意，就将窗帘够在头上，装成一个阿拉伯酋长。
只有在月光清澈的夜晚，萨姆才承认莎莎的存在，两只狗坐在餐室的窗户边，配合着齐声号叫。
一个阴冷的秋夜，在他们合唱后不久，我放莎莎出去散步。萨姆呆在家里。后来，不见莎莎回来，我打开房门，落叶蒙了霜，在月光下闪闪发光，向远处望去，我发现路上躺着一对东西。
"莎莎！"我大叫了一声，冲出了屋子。
刚抱起她柔软的身体，我便知道她已经断了气，她被一辆飞快行驶的车撞死了。她那时十三岁。
有好几个星期，一见到莎莎的坟头，我们无不伤心落泪。可萨姆呢？似乎牙根不知道莎莎已不在了。这使我们很生气。
但是有一天夜里，萨姆走到餐室窗边，迟疑地发出了一个颤音，好现在努力回忆一个已经忘却的调子。忽然，他向窗外狂吠起来，像往常那样每叫一声便停顿一下，等候沙沙的回音。可使这次他只能静静听只有他自己才能听得见的声音。一条狗用叫声表演合唱，他持续了很长时间。
第二天早晨，萨姆执拗地绕着屋子行走，而且第一次毫不犹豫地践踏了紫罗兰。
这些都是五年前的事儿了。现在我写这篇文章的时候，萨姆正躺在阳光下，用昏花的老眼看着我。他已经快十八岁了，这个岁数相当于人的一百多岁。他几乎聋了，眼睛也看不清了。
莎莎好像仍然和我们在一起。因为每逢月光皎洁的时候，我们总听见餐室里传来一条狗的叫声，萨姆在独自演出合唱音乐会。而且，当他情绪稍好时，便去践踏紫罗兰，用这种罪行来表示他的怀旧。
我们为他祝福。

英文版

Sasha and Sam - --
But one night, Sam come to the dining-room window, hesitate to issue a tremolo, so now the efforts have been forgotten memories of a tone. Suddenly, his howl up out of the window, as usual, called out as they each pause, waiting for the echo rustle. This time, he could only quietly listen only to hear his own voice. Choir performing with a dog barking, he lasted a long time.

Sasha and Sam

All of a sudden we felt this would be the dog we see. She happily walked to our limp, and her two sisters are still basking in the sun dozing animal shed it. She is a white-brown color of the two small things, like pretty faces like flowers, the back has a brown hair, like to God will be prepared in the saddle elf.撑着her hind legs up, and waved forepaw to small movie stars as happy to start laughing at us.
"We called her 'Salsa' it." When my wife Joyce to hold in the crook of the arm捞起来dog's time, I suggested. At this point, I note that under小棚a pair of yellow eyes staring at me. I go across the hand out of him, this is the only one to a pot of small male dogs. In addition to his eyes as bright yellow, a white chest and exposed outside the mouth of the red tip of tongue, the body black. For such a small body, his ears can be said to be surprisingly large, as like a clown.
"Sam!" I will appear in the head of a name out of that. "We just ready to be a dog you!" Joyce for reminding me. "He looks more ridiculous, if we are not, who should?" I argued.
So we will have salsa and Sam Green mountains of Vermont to the slopes of our housing. The house is surrounded by forest and grassland, the dog seems to be a good living environment.
Right from the start, they is not as wild as well-behaved girl and boy. Salsa arrogant, gentle, fascinating people.舔舔not she want to go where one face, including the face, including Sam. Her brother, however, is full of contradictory characteristics, and no one is satisfied with the people. If a butterfly flew lightly to him, Sam will be called back to hide. Hear the thunder, he would go to bed drilling. Can be truly dangerous encounter, he also confused. This means that we have room in front of the road. It is a winding country road, a fast car is too late for the emergency brake a dog. Salsa quickly understand the road is the去不得. So we decided not to let him just run.
Sam I just can not bolt up 10 minutes, he would be annoyed抓挠in the door, and the next gnaw the rope in the neck晃来晃去. Salsa hung his head sitting on the grass, as if their co-conspirators who have committed similar crimes.
We have Sam's neck on a steel chain of deduction, but his magic like a well-known actor, as a moment on a break. Later, I used the fence 6 feet high fence into a Wai. I believe that Sam in there, is no longer an escape.
A few days later at noon, we eat dinner, the host and guests at the door between the North's sudden interrupted by a dog barking. Originally from the fence where Sam ran out. He was covered with mud, hair like a porcupine up as the impact of hair. I watched the horror, the supernatural into the dining room in big strides, becoming the center of attention of everyone, and suddenly raised his body.
The next few days, whenever I Samso in the fence, the 15 minutes, we will find that it has been in the pond next to the frog with claws, or to provoke the other side slowly walked towards the road. In order to find out how it escaped, and we hid behind the curtains to observe it. Sam saw a hurried glance around you, see no one pay attention to him, changed as the long arm as the monkeys climb the fence in the top of struggling to shake a few steps away, and then jumped, fell away.
Sam and the salsa is not friendly to each other, often threatened her. If the throw to every dog a bone, Sam blink the two have often been eating. They placed the corner of the dining-room beds,蜷起himself he did not sleep in one's own, but lying in bed stretched the middle of the limbs, to occupy the whole of the small bed. If the salsa has been sleeping in her bed one, Sam will be washed into the window, barking loudly. She will, of course, ran to see what is so angered Sam. Sam Chong will then suddenly go to bed, lying in the middle of bed, called a tone of satisfaction.

In most years, Sam seems to pay no attention to salsa, as if she was an ugly dog, is not worth to watch. In fact, everything salsa trustworthy, and only one at fault. In the garden outside the rear of a number of violet, she always likes to trample on. If people meet by accident, and she would admit her head hang down, like a drug addict who despise their own weakness, and get rid.
Although Sam大大咧咧to disregard all the rules at home, do not go to the trouble of violets. For him, any error committed by Sasha are the very small. When we should not have to trample on salsa reprimanded when Violet, Sam appears to gloat over, like a train robbery in the appreciation of the veteran judge to punish a breach of the "not allowed to walk on the grass," the notice had been detained as school teachers.
Salsa Sam appreciate some funny moves. On one occasion, we found her in the dining-room歪着脑袋excitement of looking at Sam: He will be wrapped in the curtain on his head, like an Arab scarf wrapped, is弄姿for state, coupled with self-diagonally on the eyes. After that, Sam would like to arouse people's attention, it will be enough in the head curtain, put into a United Arab Emirates.
Only in the clear moonlight night, Sam has admitted the existence of Salsa, two dogs sitting in the dining-room window, with a howl in unison.
A cold autumn night, shortly after in their choir, I put salsa out for a walk. Sam at home. Subsequently, no salsa back, I opened the door, kept the frost leaves, sparkling in the moonlight, looked to the distance, I found a pair of things lying on the road.
"Salsa!" I screamed a voice out of the room.
Just picked up her soft body, and I know that she has cut off gas, she was a fast moving car killed. She was 13 years old.
There are several weeks, I saw the salsa around their ancestral graves, we weep wrestle. Sam can do? Do not know the root seems to have gone salsa. This gives us very angry.
But one night, Sam come to the dining-room window, hesitate to issue a tremolo, so now the efforts have been forgotten memories of a tone. Suddenly, his howl up out of the window, as usual, called out as they each pause, waiting for the echo rustle. This time, he could only quietly listen only to hear his own voice. Choir performing with a dog barking, he lasted a long time.
The next morning, Sam stubborn to walk around the house, but the first did not hesitate to trample on the violet.
These are the thing five years ago. Now I write this article, when Sam was lying under the sun, with the old昏花I saw. He has been a fast 18-year-old, the age is equivalent to more than 100-year-old people. He is almost deaf, the blind eyes.
Sa Sa is still with us it seems. Because every time bringing the moonlight, we heard from the dining-room call a dog, Sam performed in the choir concert alone. Moreover, when he was feeling better, it is to trample on violet, with such crimes to express his nostalgia.
Our best wishes for him.

Answer 2

莎莎和萨姆- -

但是有一天夜里，萨姆走到餐室窗边，迟疑地发出了一个颤音，好现在努力回忆一个已经忘却的调子。忽然，他向窗外狂吠起来，像往常那样每叫一声便停顿一下，等候沙沙的回音。可使这次他只能静静听只有他自己才能听得见的声音。一条狗用叫声表演合唱，他持续了很长时间。

莎莎和萨姆

我们一下子就觉得这只小狗会被我们看中。她兴高采烈的向我们蹒跚走来，而她的两姐妹还在动物棚里晒着太阳打瞌睡呢。她是个白棕两色的小东西，脸像花朵一样漂亮，背上有一片棕色的绒毛，像是给神会中的小精灵预备的鞍座。她用后腿撑着占了起来，挥动前爪，向小电影明星那样快活地朝我们笑开了。

"我们叫她‘莎莎'吧。"当我的妻子乔伊斯把小狗捞起来抱在臂弯里的时候，我这样建议道。

就在这时，我注意到在一间小棚下有一双黄眼盯着我。我伸过手去把他了出来，这是一窝中唯一的一只小公狗。他除眼睛成嫩黄色，胸部有一条白毛和露在嘴巴外面的红红的舌尖外，全身漆黑。对于这样小的身躯来说，他的耳朵可算是大的出奇，像个小丑一样。

"萨姆！"我将出现在脑袋里的一个名字说了出来。"可我们只准备要一只小狗呀！"乔伊斯提醒我。"他样子多滑稽，如果我们不要，谁还要？"我争辩道。

于是我们将莎莎和萨姆都带到佛蒙特州格林山区我们在山坡上的住房里。房子周围是森林和草地，似乎是狗的良好生活环境。

从一开始起，它们一点也不一样，像乖丫头和野小子。莎莎傲慢、温柔，让人着迷。她总想去舔舔随便哪一张脸，包括萨姆的脸在内。她的弟弟却充满着相互矛盾的特点，而且没有一个是让人满意的。如果一只蝴蝶向他翩翩飞来，萨姆会叫着向后躲。听到雷声，他会往床底下钻。可真正碰到危险的事，他又糊里糊涂。这主要指我们房前的那条公路。那是条弯弯曲曲的乡间大道，车开得飞快，根本来不及为一只小狗紧急刹车。莎莎很快明白公路是去不得的。于是我们决定不再放他随便乱跑。

可我刚把萨姆栓起来不到十分钟，他便烦躁的在门上抓挠了，一届咬断的绳子在颈上晃来晃去。莎莎耷拉着脑袋坐在草地上，好像自己犯了同谋罪似的。

我们在萨姆的颈子上扣了一条钢链，可是他却像著名魔术演员那样，不一会儿就挣脱了。后来，我用六英尺高的篱笆围成了一个栅栏。我相信，萨姆关在里面，是再也逃不掉了。

几天后的一个中午，我们请客吃饭，宾主之间的谈话北门口突如其来得狗叫所打断。原来是萨姆已从栅栏里跑出来了。他浑身沾满泥土，毛像豪猪的影毛那样竖起。我惊恐的看着，这个鬼怪大踏步地走进餐室，成为大伙注意的中心，并且突然昂起他的身子。

以后几天，每当我把萨姆索在栅栏里，十五分钟后，就会发现它已经在池塘旁边用爪子去招惹青蛙或者朝公路那边慢慢走去。为了弄清楚它是怎样逃出来的，我们躲在窗帘后面观察它。只见萨姆匆匆向四周扫视了一下，见没人注意他，变像长臂的猴儿那样爬上篱笆，在顶上摇摇摆摆地走了几步，然后跳下来，一溜烟跑了。

萨姆不和莎莎友好相处，常常威胁着她。如果给每只狗各扔一块骨头，萨姆往往一眨眼把两块都啃了。餐室的角落放着他们床铺，他并不蜷起身子睡在自己的一头，却伸开四肢躺在床的中间，霸占了整个小床。如果莎莎已睡在床上她的那一头，萨姆就会冲到窗口，大声吠叫。她当然会跑去看看是什么这么激怒了萨姆。这时萨姆就会猛然冲上床，躺在床的中间，心满意足地呼了口气。

在大部分时间里，萨姆似乎不注意莎莎，好像她是一只丑小狗，不值得去看。其实，莎莎样样值得信任，只有一桩过错。后门外的花圃里种了一些紫罗兰，她总爱去践踏。如果被人撞见了，她会认错似的垂下头，就像一个吸毒成瘾的人，瞧不起自己的软弱，又无法摆脱。

尽管萨姆大大咧咧地不顾家里所有的规矩，去不去找紫罗兰的麻烦。对于他来说，莎莎所犯的任何错误都是很小的了。当我们斥责莎莎不该去践踏紫罗兰时，萨姆显得幸灾乐祸，如同一个抢劫火车的老手在欣赏法官惩办一位因违反了"不许践踏草地"的公告而被拘留的学校教师那样。

莎莎很欣赏萨姆的一些滑稽的举动。一次，我们发现她歪着脑袋在餐室里，兴奋的瞅着萨姆：他将窗帘裹在头上，想裹着一块阿拉伯头巾，正在弄姿作态，斜着眼睛自我陶醉。这以后，萨姆想引起人们的注意，就将窗帘够在头上，装成一个阿拉伯酋长。

只有在月光清澈的夜晚，萨姆才承认莎莎的存在，两只狗坐在餐室的窗户边，配合着齐声号叫。

一个阴冷的秋夜，在他们合唱后不久，我放莎莎出去散步。萨姆呆在家里。后来，不见莎莎回来，我打开房门，落叶蒙了霜，在月光下闪闪发光，向远处望去，我发现路上躺着一对东西。

"莎莎！"我大叫了一声，冲出了屋子。

刚抱起她柔软的身体，我便知道她已经断了气，她被一辆飞快行驶的车撞死了。她那时十三岁。

有好几个星期，一见到莎莎的坟头，我们无不伤心落泪。可萨姆呢？似乎牙根不知道莎莎已不在了。这使我们很生气。

但是有一天夜里，萨姆走到餐室窗边，迟疑地发出了一个颤音，好现在努力回忆一个已经忘却的调子。忽然，他向窗外狂吠起来，像往常那样每叫一声便停顿一下，等候沙沙的回音。可使这次他只能静静听只有他自己才能听得见的声音。一条狗用叫声表演合唱，他持续了很长时间。

第二天早晨，萨姆执拗地绕着屋子行走，而且第一次毫不犹豫地践踏了紫罗兰。

这些都是五年前的事儿了。现在我写这篇文章的时候，萨姆正躺在阳光下，用昏花的老眼看着我。他已经快十八岁了，这个岁数相当于人的一百多岁。他几乎聋了，眼睛也看不清了。

莎莎好像仍然和我们在一起。因为每逢月光皎洁的时候，我们总听见餐室里传来一条狗的叫声，萨姆在独自演出合唱音乐会。而且，当他情绪稍好时，便去践踏紫罗兰，用这种罪行来表示他的怀旧。

我们为他祝福。

Answer 3

　　我简单地翻译过作为英语课上的故事，我不知道你是干什么用，但愿能对你有用

　　Sasha and Sam

　　We felt this would be our dog when we saw her. She happily walked to us, while her two sisters were still basking and sleeping in the sun. She was covered with white-brown colour, her face was very pretty like flowers. Her back had a brown hair. She stood on her back legs and waved her front legs, smiling to us like a movie star.
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　　“let`s call it Sasha,” I advised when my wife Joyce held the little dog in her arms.

　　At this point, I noted there was a pair of yellow eyes staring at me. I handed out of him, it was the only male dog among his sisters. His whole body was black except eyes and tongue. He had a pair of big ears, like a clown.

　　“Sam,” a name appeared from my mouth. “But we only plan to adopt one.” Joyce said. “But look, he is so funny” ,I argued.

　　So we took Sasha and Sam to our house on the hill. The house was surrounded with forest and grass , which seemed to be a good living environment for dog.

　　Sam didn`t be friendly to Sasha, but always threatened her. If I give every dog one bone, Sam would soon eat both. Their bed was in the dinner room. Sam didn`t lie on his own place but stretched his legs on the middle of the bad, occupied all of the small bed. If Sasha had sleep on her place, Sam would bark beside the window. When Sasha ran to him to see what make him angry. Sam would rush to the middle of the bed, breathed with satisfaction.

　　Most time, Sam seemed pay no attention to Sasha, like she was a ugly dog. In fact, Sasha was very beautiful and faithful. But she had one mistake. I planted some violets in the garden. She always step on them. If I see that ,she would let her head down, like a man who druged , despised his weakness but couldn`t get rid of it. If Sam is near by, he would be very happy, such as a robber laugh at a student who was punished because of steping on grass.

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　　Only in the night with clear moonlight, Sam admitted the existence Sasha. The two dogs sat beside the window of dinner room, barking in harmony.

　　In a cold autumn night, after their chorus, I put Sasha out for a walk while Sam stayed at home. But Sasha didn`t go back. When I went out to find her, I found that she lied the road. Just picked up her soft body , I know she has died, a fast moving car killed her, when she was 13 years old.

　　In the follow several weeks, when I and my wife saw Sasha`s grave, tears appeared from our eyes. But Sam seemed don`t know Sasha had left, which made us angry.

　　But one night, Sam walked to the window, hesitated to issue a tremolo. It seemed that he was recall a song that had been forgotten. Suddenly, he howled out of the window, as usual, wait for Sasha`s response. But this time he only could hear the sound only himself could hear quietly. One dog performing choir, he lasted a long time.

　　The next morning, Sam walk around the house stubbornly, and the first time he steped on the violets

　　It seemed that Sasha was still with us. Because when the moonlight was bright, We heard barks from the dinner room. Sam was performing choir. When he felt better, he would step the violets, with such crimes to express his nostalgia.