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This story will be a reasonably comfortable read at around HSK 4, and a do-able read at HSK 3 with a bit of effort.  

https://www.sohu.com/a/385988976_751590

As with most of these beginner pieces, a few advanced phrases have snuck in, so let's take a look at a couple of those: 
小得不能再小的声音
不知所措
硬着头皮
腿发软
以为
amazon link:
https://www.amazon.com/s?k=9787540585075&ref=nb_sb_noss
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<h4>《西红柿女孩》</h4>

这个小姑娘叫米乐。她非常，非常，非常害羞。只要有人叫她的名字，她就会变得满脸通红！可怜的米乐！

在学校的操场上，同学们最喜欢的游戏，就是米乐的脸变颜色。米乐的脸会从淡粉色变成玫瑰红。从“米乐”变成“西红柿”。

上课的时候，如果老师叫到她的名字，她会马上心跳加速，呼吸困难。虽然她明明知道答案，但是答案却总是躲在脑子里，不肯出来。没有一个人听到过米乐小得不能再小的声音。从来没有！

在面包店的阿姨面前（那是常常送糖给她的阿姨哦），米乐也说不出一个字。领居家的小姑娘来米乐家玩，米乐也害羞得不知所措。

可怜的米乐，她从来不敢和同学们一起玩跳房子，同学们也不愿意和米乐一起玩。

这些还不算什么。最最可怕、最最悲惨、最最让人担心的，这辈子最让米乐害怕的，是明天。因为明天她要在全班同学面前背诗！

米乐度过了一个可怕的晚上。她在床上翻来覆去，先是怎么也睡不着，接着又做了许多的噩梦。

可是第二天，米乐不得不硬着头皮去上学......

“西红柿！”

“米乐，该你了！”

米乐的腿发软、心乱跳，她恨不得自己能马上消失。

“她的脸好红呀！”

“西红柿！”

老师说，“怎么这么吵！你们以为这里是动物园吗！是菜市场吗！你们这些捣蛋鬼，不觉得难为情吗？她叫米乐。不叫西红柿！” 

米乐这才发现同学们的脸和她的一样红！突然，米乐张开了嘴。

“小鸟
一只小鸟，
并不美丽，
所有的动物都嘲笑它。
它的颜色很奇怪，
羽毛也不柔软。
一天早上，在清晨的阳光里，
小鸟唱起了动听的歌，
所有的动物都伸长了耳朵，
原来在并不耀眼的羽毛下，
藏着最美丽的歌喉！”

完。

“太棒了！”

“真好！”

“真了不起！”

从那天起，米乐有一个新外号，“米乐小百灵”。

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This little girl is named Mile. She is very, very, very shy. One only needs to call her name, and her whole face will turn red! Poor Mile!

On the school playground, her classmates' favorite game, is to make Mile's face change color. Mile's face will change from light pink to rose red. From "Mile" she becomes "Tomato". 

During classtime, if the teacher calls her name, her heartbeat immediately speeds up, and it's difficult to breathe. Although she clearly knows the answer, the answer always hides in her brain, unwilling to come out. Not one person has ever heard Mile's small [so small it couldn't be smaller] voice. Never! 

In front of the lady [lit: auntie] at the bakery (that's the lady that always gives her some candy), Mile still can't speak a word. The neighbor's little girl came to Mila's house to play, and Mile was so shy she was at her wit's end. 

Poor Mile, she had never dared to play hopscotch with her classmates, and her classmates also weren't willing to play with her. 

But all this was nothing. Most most frightening of all, most most miserable, most most worrisome, was tomorrow. Because tomorrow she had to read aloud in front of the whole class! 

Mile spent the whole night terrified. She tossed and turned on her bed, first she should sleep, and then she had many nightmares. 

But on the second day, Mile had to brace herself and go to school... 

"Tomato!"

"Mile, it's your turn!"

Mile's legs went soft, her heart beat madly, and she wished she could immediately disappear. 

"Her face is so red!" 

"Tomato!" 

The teacher said, "How are you all this noisy? Do you think this is a zoo?! That it's a vegetable market? You troublemakers, aren't you ashamed? Her name is Mile. Not Tomato!"  

At this time, Mile discovered all her classmate's faces were as red as hers! Suddenly, Mile opened her mouth. 

“Little bird,
One little bird,
Not at all pretty, 
All the animals made fun of it.
It's color was very strange,
And its feathers were not soft.
One morning, in the light of the dawn,
The little bird sang a pleasant song,
All the animals perked up their ears,
For it turned out that under unremarkable feathers,
There was hidden the most beautiful song!"

She finished.

"So great!"

"Well done!" 

"Really impressive!" 

From that day on, Mile had a new nickname, "Mile the Little Lark". 

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