Journey to the Center of the Earth by Jules Verne

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Chapter 3: Iceland

It was very early in the morning when the boat got to Iceland.

We could see the round body of the Sneffells Yokul volcano going up into the sky through the clouds.

It had snow near the top, and it looked like an angry monster waiting for someone to try and climb it.

The boat stopped at Reykjavik.

It was a small town with small brick houses.

Mr. Fridriksson, a professor from the university there, met us at the boat.

He looked very friendly and smiled when he saw us.

"You must be professor Lidenbrock."

"And you must be professor Fridriksson. This is my assistant, Axel."

We shook hands.

"You got my letter, then."

"Oh,yes, professor, and everything is ready for you. Please, come with me."

My uncle did not tell anyone the real reason for our journey.

But we needed someone to go along with us as we didn't know the area, and the ice and snow around the volcano was too dangerous.

So, Mr. Fridriksson found us a guide.

His name was Hans and he looked perfect for the job.

He was tall and very strong.

He had small blue eyes and long red hair.

He almost never smiled or spoke.

Mr. Fridriksson introduced us.

"Professor Lidenbrock, this is Hans. Hans, professor Lidenbrock and his assistant, Axel."

Hans moved his head just a little to say hello.

"Hans is a very quiet man, like most Icelanders, but he is the strongest and best climber in Reykjavik."

My uncle smiled at Mr. Fridriksson's words.

"He's just perfect, Mr. Fridriksson."

Mr. Fridriksson let us stay at his house until we were ready to leave.

We needed many things for our adventure.

We took four horses to travel to the mountain.

The professor and I each rode one, but Hans walked.

The other two horses carried our bags.

We took a lot of things with us: rope for climbing, tools, lights, guns, medicine and enough food for six months.

The only problem was we could only carry enough water for one week.

The professor believed there was water under the volcano, but what if there wasn't?

We left Reykjavik on the 15th of June, early in the morning.

We travelled along the sea and it was a wonderful journey.

The land had a dark color from the explosions of the volcano, and the beautiful blue sea next to it made it look fantastic.

The journey to Sneffels took us six days, and each day we stopped in a different village for the night.

The villages were small and very pretty, built at the foot of the volcano, next to the sea.

The villagers were very nice, but, like Hans, they did not talk much.

When we got closer to the top of Sneffels, I thought of something.

"Uncle,what happens if the volcano explodes again?"

"No,that's impossible. This volcano had its last explosion in 1229. I checked the ground.It's impossible."

"But..."

"Axel,I am a scientist. This is a fact. There is nothing more to say."

It was now eleven o'clock at night and we were at the top.

We stopped and found a small place inside the opening of the volcano where we could sleep.

That night, I had a dream.

I saw that I was alone inside the volcano.

I was lost and very scared.

Suddenly,the volcano exploded and I was shot out of it stop like a rock!

翻译

第三章：冰岛

船到达冰岛时，天还很早。
我们可以看到斯奈菲尔·尤库尔火山的圆形火山体穿过云层直插云霄。
山顶附近有雪，它看起来像一个愤怒的怪物，等待着有人试图爬上它。
船在雷克雅未克停了下来。
那是一个有小砖房的小镇。
那里一所大学的教授弗雷德里克森先生在船上迎接我们。
当他看到我们时，他看起来很友好，微笑着。
“你一定是利登布洛克教授吧。”
“你一定是弗雷德里克森教授吧。这是我的助手，阿克塞尔。”
我们握了握手。
“那么你收到我的信了。”
“噢，是的，教授，一切都为您准备好了。请跟我来吧。”
我叔叔没有告诉任何人我们旅行的真正原因。
但是我们需要有人和我们一起去，因为我们不熟悉这个地区，而且火山周围的冰雪太危险了。
弗雷德里克森先生给我们找了个向导。
他的名字叫汉斯，看起来很适合这份工作。
他又高又壮。
他有一双蓝色的小眼睛和一头红色的长发。
他几乎从不微笑或说话。
弗雷德里克森先生介绍我们认识。
“利登布洛克教授，这是汉斯。汉斯，这是利登布洛克教授和他的助手阿克塞尔。”
汉斯微微摇了摇头打招呼。
“汉斯是一个非常安静的人，就像大多数冰岛人一样，但他是雷克雅未克最强壮、最好的登山者。”
叔叔听了弗雷德里克森先生的话笑了。
“他太完美了，弗里德里克森先生。”
弗雷德里克森先生让我们住在他家，直到我们准备离开。
我们的冒险需要很多东西。
我们骑了四匹马去山上旅行。
教授和我各自骑着车，但汉斯是步行的。
另外两匹马驮着我们的行李。
我们带了很多东西：登山用的绳子、工具、灯、枪、药品和够六个月吃的食物。
唯一的问题是我们只能带够一个星期的水。
教授认为火山下面有水，但如果没有呢？
6月15日一大早，我们离开了雷克雅未克。
我们沿着海边旅行，这是一次美妙的旅行。
火山爆发后，大地呈现出一片黑暗的颜色，旁边美丽的蓝色大海使它看起来非常迷人。
去斯奈菲尔的旅程花了我们六天的时间，每天我们在一个不同的村庄停留过夜。
这些村庄很小，但非常漂亮，建在火山脚下，紧挨着大海。
村民们都很好，但是，像汉斯一样，他们不怎么说话。
当我们走近斯奈菲尔山顶时，我想起了一件事。
“叔叔，如果火山再次爆发会怎么样？”
“不，那不可能。这座火山最后一次喷发是在1229年。我检查了一下地面。这是不可能的。”
“但是……”
“阿克塞尔，我是个科学家。这是事实。没什么可说的了。”
现在是晚上十一点，我们已经到了山顶。
我们停下来，在火山口里找了一个小地方睡觉。
那天晚上，我做了一个梦。
我看到火山里只有我一个人。
我迷路了，非常害怕。
突然，火山爆发了，我被射了出来，像块石头一样停了下来！

英文名著分集阅读 儒勒·凡尔纳《地心游记》part3

英文名著分集阅读儒勒·凡尔纳《地心游记》part3