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求《小王子》(Little prince)电子版(最好是TXT).本人邮箱:fannyjin117@163.com

谢谢! , 请自己描述些~多少无所谓~~~不要拿什么字典里的东西给我看~我都看过了~~~
问下~他是混血~是哪国和哪国的混血????
再给些他的图片吧~~~
不好找呢~找到的都是什么棒棒糖什么东西的~~~ , 英国王尔德写的。 , 记得要有他的照片哦! ...

哈利波特里的混血王子是谁?:

西弗勒斯·斯内普。西弗勒斯·斯内普的父母是托比亚·斯内普(麻瓜)和艾琳·普林斯(纯种女巫),就像伏地魔一样有着麻瓜血统的混血儿。

扩展资料:

西弗勒斯·斯内普(1960年1月9日-1998年5月2日)是霍格沃茨魔法学校的魔药学教授和斯莱特林学院院长。第六集开始担任黑魔法防御术教授,并在第7集担任校长。是全系列故事中一个重要的角色。表面上不喜欢哈利·波特,却因对莉莉·伊万丝的爱,因而答应邓布利多而一直暗中保护哈利;但斯内普内心认为哈利跟他父亲一样“骄傲自大”,而在学校中对他百般刁难。实际上斯内普扮演双面间谍的身份,后被伏地魔所杀,最终证明他对莉莉·伊万丝的绝对忠心和不求回报的爱。

斯内普在第七集里被伏地魔杀死,临死前他把自己的记忆交给了亲眼目睹他死亡的哈利。哈利才发现原来斯内普跟母亲莉莉·波特是儿时好友。然而两人的朋友关系却因为斯内普的失言(他被詹姆·波特侮辱时称莉莉为泥巴种)而破裂;但其实斯内普一直深爱着莉莉,甚至为她成为食死徒,希望能赢回她的心。所以可见“斯内普最糟糕的回忆”并不是因为他被哈利父亲等人当众嘲笑而“最糟糕”,而是因为他称莉莉为“泥巴种”让她伤心而“最糟糕”。

后来当他得知伏地魔听到预言后要对波特家动手,他请求手下留情,不过伏地魔仍决意杀害莉莉。之后斯内普投向邓布利多,主因是请求为莉莉保护波特一家,后来莉莉仍被杀害,为了不让她白白牺牲,答应邓布利多保护她的孩子—哈利,同时也要求他不要公诸此事为交换条件。哈利后来终于发现,斯内普之所以杀死邓布利多完全是遵从其命令,试图让老魔杖失去力量和获得伏地魔信任,且当时邓布利多寿命只剩不到一年。

谁知道杭州PRINCE酒吧的具体位置?以及该酒吧的内部图片: 一般酒吧都会在美团注册,你可以去美团搜,或者用高德地图。

求《小王子》(Little prince)电子版(最好是TXT): 发到你邮箱了,希望对你有帮助~~~

谁给我些关于王子(prince)的一些介绍~~: Prince
音乐风格:Pop/Rock(流行摇滚),Funk(疯克音乐),Urban(城市音乐)
王子(Prince)全名为Prince Rogers
Nelson, 1958年6月初出生于美国明尼苏达州(Minnesota)的一个爵士乐手家庭,唱歌,弹琴是他逃离家庭不和睦的好方法。1976年,Prince年移居纽约,组织起《香槟酒》乐队,在夜总会演唱,为他今后的音乐生涯打基础。1978 年华纳唱片公司推出了他的第一张专辑《For You》,同时单曲《Soft And Wet》在R&B榜上创下了不错的成绩,不久又推出《Controversy》,《Prince》和《1999》逐渐在乐坛树立起自己的形象。 Prince的最终胜利是1984年的《紫雨》(Purple Rain)。这是一部半自传式的影片,讲述了一位来自贫民区的孩子通过自己的努力获得成功的故事。同名音乐专辑一经推出,即刻成为全美红极一时的唱片集,其中的《当鸽子哭泣时》一曲中,怪诞的节奏,和醉意浓重的嗓音营造了一种全新的音乐风格,成为1984年的最佳曲目,并使Prince获得第27届葛莱美最佳摇滚组合奖和奥斯卡最佳电影歌曲奖。这使他跃升为超级巨星,攀上了个人演唱事业的顶峰。1988年Prince举行了一场规模盛大的以“性爱好”为名的演唱会,以摇滚乐的独特视角展现了现代人对性的观念。1989年,P-rince 为电影《蝙蝠侠》创作的主题曲《蝙蝠舞》闯入了排行榜前列,取得了不凡的成绩。而他的最新单曲《Seven》已经杀入Bi-llboard AT40三甲之内,Prince也是流行乐坛上第一位连续11年拥有10大作品的音乐人。prince这位与Michael Jackson 分庭抗礼的
乐坛巨人,凭藉着超人的音乐才华,取得了艺术上和商业上的巨大成功。
Prince 绝对是自从上世纪80年代之后,在世界流行音乐界涌现出的极少有的多才多艺的流行音乐家中最耀眼的一位。在整个80年代,Prince与 Stevie Wonder,Michael Jackson一并是最著名的流行音乐家。Prince是真正多才多艺的艺术家,真正的音乐天才,音乐全才,他精通吉他,贝斯,键盘,鼓的演奏,并且还能够使用其它许多种流行乐器,以至于有人说他一个人就可以成为一支乐队,在录音室里,他一个人就足以完成一整张专辑的录制。此外Prince的多才还表现在他对于不同中音乐风格的把握上,他曾经先后融合过包括疯克音乐(Funk),民谣,流行音乐,舞曲,摇滚乐,甚至是硬摇滚乐,并且这些作品几乎无一例外的获得了各界的高度评价。并且Prince创作与演唱能力俱佳,在他所表演的音乐作品中绝大多数都是由他亲自完成创作的,他还经常为其他许多著名的流行歌星创作单曲,而Prince运用身体进行表演的能力更是与Michael Jackson一并成为了后生音乐人极难逾越的一个高峰,Prince的身体表现力及其动作的丰富,即便是Michael Jackson也难以企及。
Prince 不仅是一位多才的音乐家,同时还是一名高产的音乐家,而他敢于融合各种不同音乐风格作品的实验勇气和能力更是在80年代后同时代的音乐家中无人可出其右的。自从1978年发行了首张专辑《For You》之后,尽管一直频繁的参加各种巡回演出,但是Prince把大部分的时间都交给了录音室,基本上每年Prince都有新专辑问世,除此之外他还创作并录制了大量的尚未发行的或者已经被筛选掉的音乐作品。而Prince的这些专辑也决非粗制滥造的作品,在这些作品中人们都能够感受到Prince所表现出的才华以及在音乐风格上的变化。
从Prince的音乐作品中,人们可以更清晰的体会到音乐的多样性,重新定义了各种音乐类型的界线。 Prince对于流行音乐以及摇滚乐的发展产生了非常大的影响,拥有极其重要的地位。在不同的音乐风格中,Prince融合不同风格音乐的能力,是同时代几乎所有音乐人都不能及的,有时他把两种完全无法相提并论的音乐风格捏合在一起,尽管并不成功,但是那也意味着已经几乎肯定没有人能够比Prince做的更好了。而令人赞叹的是,在Prince的作品中,真正在音乐上失败的作品非常之少,他的绝大多数作品在音乐上都是非常成功的。
1958 年6月7日,Prince出生在美国明尼苏达州的重镇明尼阿波利斯一个音乐家庭中,原名Prince Rogers Nelson。父亲John Nelson是一个名叫Prince Roger Trio的乐队的钢琴演奏者,Prince的名字也正是由此得来。不过Prince的家庭不久破裂,Prince随后不久就从母亲和继父那里逃了出来,并且重新回到了生父John Nelson那里。父亲后来给Prince买来了他的第一把吉他,但是随后不久,Prince被Anderson家收养,在这里,年幼的Prince与家里的Andre Anderson成为了最好的朋友,Andre Anderson就是后来的黑人歌手Andre Cymone。在Anderson家,Prince除了开始弹奏吉他之外,还开始弹奏钢琴并且尝试着自己创作歌曲。
初中时的Prince 组建了自己的第一支乐队Grand Central,Grand Central乐队由Prince和Andre Anderson,以及Andre Anderson的表兄弟Charles Smith组成。在升入高中以后,Prince的Grand Central乐队更名为Champagne,并且Prince请原来乐队中的成员一同加入了新乐队。在高中时候,Prince的音乐发展开始进入正轨,他开始先后在一些地方举行演出活动,并且渐渐得到提高,也有了一些名气。

谁有《快乐王子》的原文?: The Happy Prince
High above the city, on a tall column, stood the statue of the Happy Prince. He was gilded all over with thin leaves of fine gold, for eyes he had two bright sapphires, and a large red ruby glowed on his sword-hilt.

He was very much admired indeed. "He is as beautiful as a weathercock," remarked one of the Town Councillors who wished to gain a reputation for having artistic tastes; "only not quite so useful," he added, fearing lest people should think him unpractical, which he really was not.

"Why can't you be like the Happy Prince?" asked a sensible mother of her little boy who was crying for the moon. "The Happy Prince never dreams of crying for anything."

"I am glad there is some one in the world who is quite happy," muttered a disappointed man as he gazed at the wonderful statue.

"He looks just like an angel," said the Charity Children as they came out of the cathedral in their bright scarlet cloaks and their clean white pinafores.

"How do you know?" said the Mathematical Master, "you have never seen one."

"Ah! but we have, in our dreams," answered the children; and the Mathematical Master frowned and looked very severe, for he did not approve of children dreaming.

One night there flew over the city a little Swallow. His friends had gone away to Egypt six weeks before, but he had stayed behind, for he was in love with the most beautiful Reed. He had met her early in the spring as he was flying down the river after a big yellow moth, and had been so attracted by her slender waist that he had stopped to talk to her.

"Shall I love you?" said the Swallow, who liked to come to the point at once, and the Reed made him a low bow. So he flew round and round her, touching the water with his wings, and making silver ripples. This was his courtship, and it lasted all through the summer.

"It is a ridiculous attachment," twittered the other Swallows; "she has no money, and far too many relations"; and indeed the river was quite full of Reeds. Then, when the autumn came they all flew away.

After they had gone he felt lonely, and began to tire of his lady- love. "She has no conversation," he said, "and I am afraid that she is a coquette, for she is always flirting with the wind." And certainly, whenever the wind blew, the Reed made the most graceful curtseys. "I admit that she is domestic," he continued, "but I love travelling, and my wife, consequently, should love travelling also."

"Will you come away with me?" he said finally to her; but the Reed shook her head, she was so attached to her home.

"You have been trifling with me," he cried. "I am off to the Pyramids. Good-bye!" and he flew away.

All day long he flew, and at night-time he arrived at the city. "Where shall I put up?" he said; "I hope the town has made preparations."

Then he saw the statue on the tall column.

"I will put up there," he cried; "it is a fine position, with plenty of fresh air." So he alighted just between the feet of the Happy Prince.

"I have a golden bedroom," he said softly to himself as he looked round, and he prepared to go to sleep; but just as he was putting his head under his wing a large drop of water fell on him. "What a curious thing!" he cried; "there is not a single cloud in the sky, the stars are quite clear and bright, and yet it is raining. The climate in the north of Europe is really dreadful. The Reed used to like the rain, but that was merely her selfishness."

Then another drop fell.

"What is the use of a statue if it cannot keep the rain off?" he said; "I must look for a good chimney-pot," and he determined to fly away.

But before he had opened his wings, a third drop fell, and he looked up, and saw - Ah! what did he see?

The eyes of the Happy Prince were filled with tears, and tears were running down his golden cheeks. His face was so beautiful in the moonlight that the little Swallow was filled with pity.

"Who are you?" he said.

"I am the Happy Prince."

"Why are you weeping then?" asked the Swallow; "you have quite drenched me."

"When I was alive and had a human heart," answered the statue, "I did not know what tears were, for I lived in the Palace of Sans- Souci, where sorrow is not allowed to enter. In the daytime I played with my companions in the garden, and in the evening I led the dance in the Great Hall. Round the garden ran a very lofty wall, but I never cared to ask what lay beyond it, everything about me was so beautiful. My courtiers called me the Happy Prince, and happy indeed I was, if pleasure be happiness. So I lived, and so I died. And now that I am dead they have set me up here so high that I can see all the ugliness and all the misery of my city, and though my heart is made of lead yet I cannot chose but weep."

"What! is he not solid gold?" said the Swallow to himself. He was too polite to make any personal remarks out loud.

"Far away," continued the statue in a low musical voice, "far away in a little street there is a poor house. One of the windows is open, and through it I can see a woman seated at a table. Her face is thin and worn, and she has coarse, red hands, all pricked by the needle, for she is a seamstress. She is embroidering passion- flowers on a satin gown for the loveliest of the Queen's maids-of- honour to wear at the next Court-ball. In a bed in the corner of the room her little boy is lying ill. He has a fever, and is asking for oranges. His mother has nothing to give him but river water, so he is crying. Swallow, Swallow, little Swallow, will you not bring her the ruby out of my sword-hilt? My feet are fastened to this pedestal and I cannot move."

"I am waited for in Egypt," said the Swallow. "My friends are flying up and down the Nile, and talking to the large lotus- flowers. Soon they will go to sleep in the tomb of the great King. The King is there himself in his painted coffin. He is wrapped in yellow linen, and embalmed with spices. Round his neck is a chain of pale green jade, and his hands are like withered leaves."

"Swallow, Swallow, little Swallow," said the Prince, "will you not stay with me for one night, and be my messenger? The boy is so thirsty, and the mother so sad."

"I don't think I like boys," answered the Swallow. "Last summer, when I was staying on the river, there were two rude boys, the miller's sons, who were always throwing stones at me. They never hit me, of course; we swallows fly far too well for that, and besides, I come of a family famous for its agility; but still, it was a mark of disrespect."

But the Happy Prince looked so sad that the little Swallow was sorry. "It is very cold here," he said; "but I will stay with you for one night, and be your messenger."

"Thank you, little Swallow," said the Prince.

So the Swallow picked out the great ruby from the Prince's sword, and flew away with it in his beak over the roofs of the town.

He passed by the cathedral tower, where the white marble angels were sculptured. He passed by the palace and heard the sound of dancing. A beautiful girl came out on the balcony with her lover. "How wonderful the stars are," he said to her, "and how wonderful is the power of love!"

"I hope my dress will be ready in time for the State-ball," she answered; "I have ordered passion-flowers to be embroidered on it; but the seamstresses are so lazy."

He passed over the river, and saw the lanterns hanging to the masts of the ships. He passed over the Ghetto, and saw the old Jews bargaining with each other, and weighing out money in copper scales. At last he came to the poor house and looked in. The boy was tossing feverishly on his bed, and the mother had fallen asleep, she was so tired. In he hopped, and laid the great ruby on the table beside the woman's thimble. Then he flew gently round the bed, fanning the boy's forehead with his wings. "How cool I feel," said the boy, "I must be getting better"; and he sank into a delicious slumber.

Then the Swallow flew back to the Happy Prince, and told him what he had done. "It is curious," he remarked, "but I feel quite warm now, although it is so cold."

"That is because you have done a good action," said the Prince. And the little Swallow began to think, and then he fell asleep. Thinking always made him sleepy.

When day broke he flew down to the river and had a bath. "What a remarkable phenomenon," said the Professor of Ornithology as he was passing over the bridge. "A swallow in winter!" And he wrote a long letter about it to the local newspaper. Every one quoted it, it was full of so many words that they could not understand.

"To-night I go to Egypt," said the Swallow, and he was in high spirits at the prospect. He visited all the public monuments, and sat a long time on top of the church steeple. Wherever he went the Sparrows chirruped, and said to each other, "What a distinguished stranger!" so he enjoyed himself very much.

When the moon rose he flew back to the Happy Prince. "Have you any commissions for Egypt?" he cried; "I am just starting."

"Swallow, Swallow, little Swallow," said the Prince, "will you not stay with me one night longer?"

"I am waited for in Egypt," answered the Swallow. "To-morrow my friends will fly up to the Second Cataract. The river-horse couches there among the bulrushes, and on a great granite throne sits the God Memnon. All night long he watches the stars, and when the morning star shines he utters one cry of joy, and then he is silent. At noon the yellow lions come down to the water's edge to drink. They have eyes like green beryls, and their roar is louder than the roar of the cataract.

"Swallow, Swallow, little Swallow," said the Prince, "far away across the city I see a young man in a garret. He is leaning over a desk covered with papers, and in a tumbler by his side there is a bunch of withered violets. His hair is brown and crisp, and his lips are red as a pomegranate, and he has large and dreamy eyes. He is trying to finish a play for the Director of the Theatre, but he is too cold to write any more. There is no fire in the grate, and hunger has made him faint."

"I will wait with you one night longer," said the Swallow, who really had a good heart. "Shall I take him another ruby?"

"Alas! I have no ruby now," said the Prince; "my eyes are all that I have left. They are made of rare sapphires, which were brought out of India a thousand years ago. Pluck out one of them and take it to him. He will sell it to the jeweller, and buy food and firewood, and finish his play."

"Dear Prince," said the Swallow, "I cannot do that"; and he began to weep.

"Swallow, Swallow, little Swallow," said the Prince, "do as I command you."

So the Swallow plucked out the Prince's eye, and flew away to the student's garret. It was easy enough to get in, as there was a hole in the roof. Through this he darted, and came into the room. The young man had his head buried in his hands, so he did not hear the flutter of the bird's wings, and when he looked up he found the beautiful sapphire lying on the withered violets.

"I am beginning to be appreciated," he cried; "this is from some great admirer. Now I can finish my play," and he looked quite happy.

The next day the Swallow flew down to the harbour. He sat on the mast of a large vessel and watched the sailors hauling big chests out of the hold with ropes. "Heave a-hoy!" they shouted as each chest came up. "I am going to Egypt"! cried the Swallow, but nobody minded, and when the moon rose he flew back to the Happy Prince.

"I am come to bid you good-bye," he cried.

"Swallow, Swallow, little Swallow," said the Prince, "will you not stay with me one night longer?"

"It is winter," answered the Swallow, "and the chill snow will soon be here. In Egypt the sun is warm on the green palm-trees, and the crocodiles lie in the mud and look lazily about them. My companions are building a nest in the Temple of Baalbec, and the pink and white doves are watching them, and cooing to each other. Dear Prince, I must leave you, but I will never forget you, and next spring I will bring you back two beautiful jewels in place of those you have given away. The ruby shall be redder than a red rose, and the sapphire shall be as blue as the great sea."

"In the square below," said the Happy Prince, "there stands a little match-girl. She has let her matches fall in the gutter, and they are all spoiled. Her father will beat her if she does not bring home some money, and she is crying. She has no shoes or stockings, and her little head is bare. Pluck out my other eye, and give it to her, and her father will not beat her."

"I will stay with you one night longer," said the Swallow, "but I cannot pluck out your eye. You would be quite blind then."

"Swallow, Swallow, little Swallow," said the Prince, "do as I command you."

So he plucked out the Prince's other eye, and darted down with it. He swooped past the match-girl, and slipped the jewel into the palm of her hand. "What a lovely bit of glass," cried the little girl; and she ran home, laughing.

Then the Swallow came back to the Prince. "You are blind now," he said, "so I will stay with you always."

"No, little Swallow," said the poor Prince, "you must go away to Egypt."

"I will stay with you always," said the Swallow, and he slept at the Prince's feet.

All the next day he sat on the Prince's shoulder, and told him stories of what he had seen in strange lands. He told him of the red ibises, who stand in long rows on the banks of the Nile, and catch gold-fish in their beaks; of the Sphinx, who is as old as the world itself, and lives in the desert, and knows everything; of the merchants, who walk slowly by the side of their camels, and carry amber beads in their hands; of the King of the Mountains of the Moon, who is as black as ebony, and worships a large crystal; of the great green snake that sleeps in a palm-tree, and has twenty priests to feed it with honey-cakes; and of the pygmies who sail over a big lake on large flat leaves, and are always at war with the butterflies.

"Dear little Swallow," said the Prince, "you tell me of marvellous things, but more marvellous than anything is the suffering of men and of women. There is no Mystery so great as Misery. Fly over my city, little Swallow, and tell me what you see there."

So the Swallow flew over the great city, and saw the rich making merry in their beautiful houses, while the beggars were sitting at the gates. He flew into dark lanes, and saw the white faces of starving children looking out listlessly at the black streets. Under the archway of a bridge two little boys were lying in one another's arms to try and keep themselves warm. "How hungry we are!" they said. "You must not lie here," shouted the Watchman, and they wandered out into the rain.

Then he flew back and told the Prince what he had seen.

"I am covered with fine gold," said the Prince, "you must take it off, leaf by leaf, and give it to my poor; the living always think that gold can make them happy."

Leaf after leaf of the fine gold the Swallow picked off, till the Happy Prince looked quite dull and grey. Leaf after leaf of the fine gold he brought to the poor, and the children's faces grew rosier, and they laughed and played games in the street. "We have bread now!" they cried.

Then the snow came, and after the snow came the frost. The streets looked as if they were made of silver, they were so bright and glistening; long icicles like crystal daggers hung down from the eaves of the houses, everybody went about in furs, and the little boys wore scarlet caps and skated on the ice.

The poor little Swallow grew colder and colder, but he would not leave the Prince, he loved him too well. He picked up crumbs outside the baker's door when the baker was not looking and tried to keep himself warm by flapping his wings.

But at last he knew that he was going to die. He had just strength to fly up to the Prince's shoulder once more. "Good-bye, dear Prince!" he murmured, "will you let me kiss your hand?"

"I am glad that you are going to Egypt at last, little Swallow," said the Prince, "you have stayed too long here; but you must kiss me on the lips, for I love you."

"It is not to Egypt that I am going," said the Swallow. "I am going to the House of Death. Death is the brother of Sleep, is he not?"

And he kissed the Happy Prince on the lips, and fell down dead at his feet.

At that moment a curious crack sounded inside the statue, as if something had broken. The fact is that the leaden heart had snapped right in two. It certainly was a dreadfully hard frost.

Early the next morning the Mayor was walking in the square below in company with the Town Councillors. As they passed the column he looked up at the statue: "Dear me! how shabby the Happy Prince looks!" he said.

"How shabby indeed!" cried the Town Councillors, who always agreed with the Mayor; and they went up to look at it.

"The ruby has fallen out of his sword, his eyes are gone, and he is golden no longer," said the Mayor in fact, "he is litttle beter than a beggar!"

"Little better than a beggar," said the Town Councillors.

"And here is actually a dead bird at his feet!" continued the Mayor. "We must really issue a proclamation that birds are not to be allowed to die here." And the Town Clerk made a note of the suggestion.

So they pulled down the statue of the Happy Prince. "As he is no longer beautiful he is no longer useful," said the Art Professor at the University.

Then they melted the statue in a furnace, and the Mayor held a meeting of the Corporation to decide what was to be done with the metal. "We must have another statue, of course," he said, "and it shall be a statue of myself."

"Of myself," said each of the Town Councillors, and they quarrelled. When I last heard of them they were quarrelling still.

"What a strange thing!" said the overseer of the workmen at the foundry. "This broken lead heart will not melt in the furnace. We must throw it away." So they threw it on a dust-heap where the dead Swallow was also lying.

"Bring me the two most precious things in the city," said God to one of His Angels; and the Angel brought Him the leaden heart and the dead bird.

"You have rightly chosen," said God, "for in my garden of Paradise this little bird shall sing for evermore, and in my city of gold the Happy Prince shall praise me."

THE END.

威廉王子是谁的儿子: 剑桥公爵威廉王子(Prince William, Duke of Cambridge,1982年6月21日—),全名为威廉·亚瑟·菲利浦·路易斯(William Arthur Philip Louis),王储威尔士亲王查尔斯与威尔士王妃戴安娜的长子,英国女王伊丽莎白二世与菲利普亲王排行第三的孙辈,是英国王位第二号继承人,排在其父亲之后以及其弟哈利王子之前。威廉王子的妻子是剑桥公爵夫人凯萨琳,二人婚礼于2011年4月29日在伦敦的威斯敏斯特修道院举行。
人物关系

家庭教师里的戴皇冠的是谁:   [帅气的开膛手王子]
  姓名:贝尔菲戈尔
  英文名:Belphegor
  CV:藤原佑规
  年龄:16岁 26岁
  诞生日:12月22日
  星座:魔羯座
  血液型:AB型
  身长:170cm
  体重:58kg
  昵称:B(Belphegor),82,王子,电话君(与发明电话的贝尔同名)
  初登场:第92话(巴利安篇) 第166话(未来篇)

  暗杀集团巴利安的一员。头上戴着皇冠,被称作“开膛王子”,不但是真正的王子而且是巴利安的头号天才。具有很强的战斗才能,武器是匕首和钢线。在看到自己的血后变得亢奋,但醒来后会全无记忆。巴利安一方岚之指环的持有者。 在岚之守护者的战斗中,因狱寺隼人弃权而获胜。 疑似曾经残忍地杀害过自己的孪生哥哥,理由是“和蟑螂弄混了”?以可以去拍牙膏广告的笑脸为招牌。 口头禅是:“因为我是王子嘛!”
  意大利黑手党——彭格列家族,淡金色短发,整齐的刘海遮住眼睛,头戴王冠,身着巴利安的黑色外套、横格(黑、紫相间)T恤、黑色长裤和白色长靴。最大的特点是尖利的“嘻嘻”的笑声和洁白整齐的牙齿。(初登场92话),巴利安暗杀部队成员。但就战斗力而言,被认为是巴利安中最有才能的。拥有王室血统,相传曾残忍杀害自己的双胞胎哥哥。因喜好杀戮而自愿加入暗杀部队,杀人手段残忍,被称为“开膛王子(Prince the ripper)”。有天才之称的贝尔,被巴利安选为“岚”之守护者。在“岚之指环争夺战”中因受伤流血而引发出“开膛王子”的噬血本性,藏在恶魔的笑容之下的是他锋利的匕首,凌厉的攻势让对手狱寺隼人措手不及。在被炸后因王子的本能仍然继续战斗,从狱寺的手中抢过了岚戒。凭借骨子里高傲的王子的自尊,赢得了最终的胜利。躺在炸弹轰炸过的废墟中,贝尔手里拿着“岚”之指环再次露出了恶魔般的笑容,失去意识前仍旧说着:“I'm winner!”
  在“岚战”开始前,贝尔拍了拍狱寺的肩借机将钢丝粘在狱寺的肩上,事后把钢丝拴在匕首尾端的凸起上造成了匕首“百发百中”的假象。“大空”战中,云雀恭弥识破了贝尔“钢丝与匕首”结合的伎俩发起猛烈进攻,他因害怕受伤而溜号。(认为他明白这是团队战而非个人战!)随后潜入体育馆,救起玛蒙并与其挟持库洛姆·骷髅,利用玛蒙的幻术从狱寺、山本武手中骗取了全部戒指。可见,贝尔具有极高的智商。
  王子令人捉摸不透的地方:8年前的摇篮事件有参加过,如今才16岁的他,为何和斯库瓦罗的回忆中的他身高和声音甚至杀人手法几乎未变?退一步说,那时他才8岁吧?……那么小- -!
  说是讨厌弗兰,其实两人性格类似。
  被弗兰“欺负”过——在验证那和兄长吉尔左右对称的痣时,弗兰未经他同意擅自掀开他的衣服,结果弗兰被揍。(贝尔属于“正当防卫?”)

  「十年后的王子」

  十年后的王子头发略微有点卷,一如既往那么帅~~~
  漫画在十年篇中以十年后的模样再次登场。还带着代替玛蒙的新人弗兰。遇见了哥哥吉尔。
  十年后的匣动物是岚貂。岚貂的发型与王子的一样,也同样着王冠(见漫画222话)
  与哥哥吉尔在腹部有左右对称的痣。
  十年后的意大利战与吉尔战斗,战败。弗兰用幻术救了两人,在等待着XANXUS与吉尔战斗的结果,对于错过XANXUS秒杀吉尔的结果很遗憾。但也为没有看见而感到庆幸,因为XANXUA的匣武器威力太大,可能会殃及无辜(主要指自己)。
  「王子语录」
  1,你这个豆丁真让人火大,看我不宰了你。(对玛蒙,后因“要是BOSS不在附近就好了”而岔开话题)
  2,你现在的样子就是关在笼子里待宰的八哥。(玛蒙被擒)
  3,什么‘什么’啊?木瓜脸。(对列维)
  4,不好。(机器人暴走时,导弹射向列维和贝尔,列维还在发呆时,贝尔说出这一句就溜了)
  5,绝对不行,你就带着这个在这里自尽吧。(弗兰借口不参战,贝尔愤怒中)

  某亲你可以去百科啊~

谁知道棒棒糖王子的资料!:

《Lollipop棒棒堂》   

  Lollipop棒棒堂,别名六棒,成员包括庄濠全(敖犬)、邱胜翊(王子)、杨奇煜(小煜)、廖俊杰(小杰)、廖亦崟(威廉)及刘俊纬(阿纬),是台湾男子组合,成立于2006年12月2日,由Channel V(台湾)的明星养成综艺节目《模范棒棒堂》参赛者中选出。除在台湾本地外,他们在内地、香港、澳门及新加坡、马来西亚、日本等亚洲国家都有他们的支持者。六人目前同居于公司安排的宿舍。

  为了符合《模范棒棒堂》初期“二十选六”的目的,经过三次淘汰赛后,节目单位在2006年11月,于第一、二代所有成员中,选出六位成员组成新团体出道,成为(前EMI)现金牌大风及星空传媒旗下艺人;威廉和阿纬两位成员有别于其余四人,是在名单公布前数小时才获得正式确认。

  出道后棒棒堂除了出EP、专辑、写真集还有拍戏;并在2008年1月26日于台北小巨蛋成功举办了一场名为《棒棒堂哪里怕小巨蛋演唱会》。另外,小杰、小煜及王子都有参与部分棒棒堂歌曲的创作及填词。

  2008年8月,现任金牌娱乐董事总经理黄柏高(Paco)及EMI大中华地区主席郑东汉宣布与EMI总公司达成协议,以过亿元成功收购“EMI”大中华区业务,并正式改名为“金牌大风”,因此六棒现时为该公司旗下之台湾艺人(唱片约)。

   《庄濠全/敖犬》

  中文名字:庄濠全(敖犬)(棒棒堂团长)棒棒堂の团长敖犬

  英文名称:Owodog 

  生日:1982/10/30 

  出生地:台中 

  血型:O型 

  身高:177cm 

  体重:62kg 

  鞋子尺寸:8.5 

  星座:天蝎座 

  生肖:狗 

  兴趣:画图、看电影、上网、漫画 

  专长:跳舞、搞笑 

  优点:想做的事情一定要做到最好 

  缺点:爱赖床 

  家族成员:爸妈、姐 

  幸运数字:7 

  绰号小名:敖犬、臭猪、ET 哔波(在模范棒棒堂超级水上运动会的时候自称泰山)

  觉得自己是什么样的一个人:随性派、原则内都OK 

  觉得自己最有魅力/好看的部位:眼睛(邪)、耳朵(大) 

  最崇拜的人:我妈 

  最喜欢的演员:L先生(死亡笔记)

  最喜欢的歌手:周杰伦 

  喜欢的食物:我妈煮的牛肉饭 

  讨厌的食物:芋头、红萝卜、葱、茄子 

  最近热衷的事物:模范棒棒堂 

  理想的异性类型:趣味就好 

  未来的梦想:当家里的好儿子!当个好舞者、红艺人。

   《邱胜翊/王子》

  中文名字:邱胜翊(王子) 棒棒堂の贵族王子

  英文名字:Prince 

  生日:1989/4/14 

  出身地:台湾 台中

  血型:O型 

  星座:牡羊座(白羊座)

  身高:176cm 

  鞋子尺寸:9.5

  体重:56kg 

  生肖:蛇 

  家中成员:父母、弟弟(即棒棒堂二军的毛弟,原名邱翊橙)

  自己觉得的幸运数字:8 

  从小到大的绰号/小名:修正液 

  形容自己:追求完美 

  觉得自己最好看/最有魅力的部位:眼睛 

  最崇拜的人:金城武、林志颖

  最喜欢演员:金城武 

  最喜欢歌手:周杰伦 

  教育程度:高中

  就读学校:庄敬高职

  职业:棒棒堂boy

  自我介绍:嗨~大家好我是Prince王子。很感谢大家对棒棒堂的支持,你们的祝福我都会紧记在心,希望大家都还是可以 继续为我们加油喔!!! 

  最喜欢的打扮:黑白搭配 

  最喜欢的音乐:抒情类歌曲 

  最想去的国家:加拿大跟日本 

  最喜欢的饮料:柠檬红茶 柠檬绿茶

  最喜欢的食物:樱桃 

  最喜欢的季节:秋天 

  最喜欢的电影:《铁达尼号》、《向左走向右走 》

  最喜欢的卡通人物:海绵宝宝

  座右铭:人因梦想而伟大

  贵族气质、年纪最小的「王子」贵族般优雅气质深获女孩们的青睐。头脑聪颖,学校成绩优良,是个外表谦卑有礼,骨子里很有主见的男孩。

   《杨奇煜/小煜》

  中文名字:杨奇煜(小煜) 棒棒堂のRocker小煜

  英文名字:Fabien 

  生日:1985/07/05 

  出生地:台北 

  血型:AB型 

  身高:172cm 

  体重:60kg 

  鞋子尺寸:9.5

  优点:稳重、爱家 

  缺点:不爱念书、忧郁 

  星座:巨蟹座

  专长:唱歌

  学历:大专 

  家族成员:父母、兄 

  绰号小名:小煜 

  形容自己:闷骚 

  魅力部位:鼻子 

  最崇拜谁:Andy 张 

  喜欢演员:汤姆克鲁斯(p.s因为他也很矮) 

  就读:铭传大学(台北校区)国际企业系四年甲班

  喜欢歌手: system of a down 

  喜欢的食物:臭豆腐、鸡排、麦当劳 

  讨厌的食物:苦瓜、香菜 

  最近热衷的事物:学卸妆 

  理想的异性类型:高瘦、孝顺、能忍受我的一切 

  未来的梦想:作奸商 

  乐团主唱,会弹吉他,也会创作音乐,是棒棒堂裏头很有个性的ROCKER。加入棒棒堂之后,除了擅长的音乐之外,舞蹈等各项技艺也正突飞猛进中。       《廖俊杰/小杰》

  中文名字:廖俊杰(小杰)棒棒堂の官腔小杰

  英文名称: LilJay

  生 日: 1986/09/25 

  出 生 地: 台北 

  血 型: A型 

  身 高: 176cm

  体 重: 60.6kg 

  鞋子尺寸: 8 

  星 座: 天秤座 

  生 肖: 虎 

  兴 趣: DANCE..看棒棒堂..打羽毛球 

  专 长: BREAKING DANCE 

  学 校:原台北德明财经科技大学,现转到醒吾学院应用英语科 

  优 点: 善良..有亲和力 

  缺 点: 懒惰鬼一个(<~我) 

  家族成员: 爸爸妈妈 弟弟 妹妹 

  幸运数字: 8 

  绰号小名: 小杰 俊俊 

  觉得自己是什么样的一个人: 亲和 体贴 识时务者为"俊杰" 

  觉得自己最有魅力/好看的部位: 眼睛 笑容 

  最崇拜的人: Andy哥 

  最喜欢的演员: 郑元畅 

  最喜欢的歌手: Jolin M-flo Shinhwa 

  喜欢的食物: 茄子..花生..咖哩以外的我都爱~ 

  最近热衷的事物: 参加棒棒堂 

  理想的异性类型: 感觉对就好啦 

  未来的梦想: 成为CHANNEL[V]力捧的男生团体

   《廖亦崟/威廉》

  中文名字:廖亦崟(威廉) 棒棒堂の带状一哥威廉

  英文名称:William 

  生日:1985/10/7 

  出生地:台中 

  血型:AB型 

  身高:176cm 

  体重:67kg 

  鞋子尺寸:9-9.5 

  星座:天秤 座 

  生肖:牛 

  职业:棒棒堂男孩 

  兴趣:打篮球、打棒球、游泳、看电影 

  专长:竞技拉拉队 

  学校:台北体育学院

  口头禅:这就是人生 

  家族成员:父母、我、老妹、阿嬷 

  幸运数字:7 

  绰号小名:宝宝、小宝、淫魔、淫虫、萤火虫 

  觉得自己是什么样的一个人:帅气、自然活泼、开朗、有才华 

  觉得自己最有魅力/好看的部位:鼻子、脸、小腿 

  最崇拜的人:刘德华、金城武、王建民、KOBE

  永远阳光般的灿烂笑容迷倒所有的人。擅长竞技体操,是棒棒堂里健美派的代表。有说不完的冷笑话,是团里的开心果。梦想是有一天跟TEMPO变熟。

   《刘俊纬/阿纬》

  中文名字:刘俊纬(阿纬)棒棒堂の小巨人阿纬

  英文名字:Awayne or A-Wei

  昵称: 阿纬, 小巨人, 风车达人, 基隆庙口小可爱

  生日:1985/10/15

  身高:165cm

  体重:55kg

  星座:天秤座

  职业:艺人、歌手、主持、B-boy (黑角舞团)

  唱片公司: EMI Capitol唱片

  经纪公司: 星之国际

  崇拜的人:Andy哥

  喜欢的歌手:周杰伦

  里头最娇小的小巨人。擅长舞蹈,最有名的就是地板动作「大风车」。个性幽默,团体生活里头很会照顾其他的同伴,是个温暖的家伙。

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