《丑小鸭》是一篇含有童话和寓言的儿童作品，作者是安徒生。
这篇童话写了一只天鹅蛋在鸭群中破壳后，因相貌怪异，让“同类”鄙弃，历经千辛万苦、重重磨难之后长大成为美丽的白天鹅。
说明了只要你有理想，有追求，并为这目标而努力奋斗，即使身处逆境也不要紧，“是金子总会发光的”。人生中的挫折和痛苦是不可避免的，我们只能坚强的面对。每个人都会有一份属于自己的梦想，只要他们学会树立生活目标，在自信、拼搏中，他们会真正的认识到自己原来也可以变成“白天鹅”，也可以像丑小鸭一样实现心中的梦想。同时“丑小鸭”也比喻不被关注的小孩子或年轻人，有时也指刚刚出现、不为人注意的事物。

读《丑小鸭》有感
今天，我读了《丑小鸭》这篇童话故事，被丑小鸭这种勇敢、不屈不挠的精神所感动。读过《安徒生童话》的人想必都知道丑小鸭吧！它小的时候是一只非常可怜的小鸭子……
丑小鸭生下来就很丑，爸爸妈妈都讨厌它，哥哥姐姐们也常常嘲笑它，森林里的动物都瞧不起它。在寒冷的冬天，别的动物都有一个温暖的家，可丑小鸭却没有，多少次丑小鸭都被冻晕过去，为了自己不被冻死，它只有在冰上来回地跑，可怜极了，但丑小鸭有顽强的斗志，它千百次地努力跳呀，飞呀，尽管一次次失败，可它没有灰心，没有屈服，仍在跳呀，飞呀。
当我读到这儿，我被丑小鸭在种种恶劣环境下仍然顽强不屈、勇敢的向困难挑战的精神所感动了，我赞叹道：“丑小鸭还真坚强啊，我要向他学习！”
终于有一天，奇迹出现了，丑小鸭飞了起来，变成了一只美丽的白天鹅，自由自在的飞翔在蔚蓝的天空中，所有以前瞧不起它的人和所有看不起它的动物，都来赞美它，但是他一点儿也不骄傲，“因为一颗美好的心灵是永远不会骄傲的。”
当我读到丑小鸭受尽了千辛万苦的时候，我想到了：现在，我们都是爸爸妈妈手里的“掌上明珠”、“心肝宝贝”，都幸福的生活在爸爸妈妈爱的怀抱中，不用受什么苦，我们生活在优越的环境里，更要珍惜每一段美好的的快乐时光，不能虚度光阴。当读到丑小鸭在变成美丽的白天鹅而受到所有人和动物的赞扬不骄傲时，我感到：丑小鸭太了不起了，它的心灵是如此的美好、纯洁。它这种美好、纯洁的心灵是我们值学习的，在我们受到表扬时，我们也要丑小鸭一样谦虚的对待，不能骄傲。
读完了《丑小鸭》的故事，真是让我受益匪浅，它使我懂得了：当我们碰到困难时，要像丑小鸭一样去努力拼搏，不能老是依赖父母，要学会坚强独立，在学习上、在生活中，都要像丑小鸭一样，努力地去克服面临的种种困难，这样的话，你就一定会成功的！成功后也要像丑小鸭一样不骄傲，用一颗美好的心灵去对待。

The Ugly DucklingOne evening,the sun was just setting in with true splendor when 1)a flock of beautiful large birds appeared out of the bushes. The duckling had never seen anything so beautiful. They were dazzlingly white with long waving necks. They were swans and uttering a peculiar cry. They spread out their magnificent broad wings and flew away from the cold regions toward warmer lands and open seas. 　　They 2)mounted so high,so very high,and the ugly little duckling became strangely uneasy. He circled around and around in the water like a wheel,3)craning his neck out into the air after them. Then he uttered the shriek so 4)piercing and so strange that he was quite frightened by himself. Oh,he could not forget those beautiful birds,those happy birds and as soon as they were out of sight. He 5)ducked right down to the bottom and when he came up again,he was quite beside himself. He did not know what the birds were or where’ 　　d they flew. But all the same,he was more drawn towards them than he had ever been by any creatures before. He did not envy them in the least. How could it occur to him even to wish to be such a marvelous beauty? He wouldn’t be thankful if only the ducks would have tolerated him among them,the poor ugly creature. 　　Early in the morning,a peasant came along and saw him,he went out onto the ice and hammered a hole in it with his heavy wooden shoe,and carried the duckling home to his wife. There,it soon 6)revived. The children wanted to play with it. But the duckling thought they were going to ill use him and rushed in and he frightened to the milk-pan,and the milk 7)spurted out all over the room. The woman shrieked and threw up her hands. Then it flew to the butter-cask and down into the meal-tub and out again. Oh,just imagine what it looked like by this time. The woman screamed and tried to hit it with the 8)tongs,and the children 9)tumbled over one another in trying to catch it,and they screamed with laughter. 　　By good luck,the door stood open and the duckling flew out among the bushes and the new fallen snow. And it lay there,thoroughly exhausted,but it would be too sad to mention all the privation and misery had to go through during that hard winter. When the sun began to shine warmly again,the duckling was in a marsh,lying among the rushes. The larks were singing,and the beautiful spring had come. Then all at once,it raised its wings and they flapped with much greater strength than before and bore him off vigorously. Before he knew where he was,he found himself in a large garden with the apple trees were in full blossom. And the air was scentedly with lilacs,the long branches of which overhung the indented shores of the lake. Oh,the spring freshness was so delicious. Just in front of him,he saw three beautiful white swans advancing towards him from a 10)thicket. With 11)rustling feathers,they swam lightly over the water. The duckling recognized the majestic birds,and he was overcome by a strange melancholy. 　　“I will fly to them,the royal birds,and they will hack me to pieces because I who am so ugly venture to approach them. But it won’t matter. Better to be killed by them than be snacked up by the ducks,12)pecked by the hens,or 13)spurned by the hen wife,or suffer so much misery in the winter.” So he flew into the water and swam towards the stately swans. They saw him and darted toward him with ruffled feathers. “Kill me,oh,kill me.” said the poor creature. And bowing his head towards the water,he awaited his death. But what did he see? Reflected in the transparent water,he saw below him his own image,but he was no longer a clumsy dark gray bird,ugly and ungainly. He was himself,a swan.