The original text of Hans Christian Andersen's "The Little Girl Who Sold Matches"

It was a very cold winter, the snow was getting heavier and heavier, and the night was almost frozen. Chinese New Year's Eve spread out on this night, it was a noisy night, and the mood of the people seemed very happy with the arrival of the New Year. At this time, a little girl in tattered clothes came to the street, and she did not have shoes on her feet.

The little girl had come out in shoes, which were her mother's big, wide shoes, which she wore on her feet as if she were stepping on a boat. Just as she was hurrying across the main road, suddenly, several large carriages came rushing in, and she did not have time to dodge, and one of the shoes on her left foot was thus lost. She searched carefully, but she couldn't find it, but it was her mother's shoe! She didn't dare to lose it, but now that she had lost it, she was worried and sad. As for the shoe on the right foot, it was picked up by a teenager across the road. The boy giggled at the little girl and said that this shoe was of great use, and could be a great cradle for his descendants.

The little girl was even more sad, and even teenagers as old as her came to bully her. She had to endure the cold, barefoot on the snow-covered road. Her little feet were now frostbitten by the cold snow, and the blood in her little feet had turned black and her skin was purple.

The little girl walked down the street in a hurry, and in her tattered pocket, thick paper wrapped the matches layer by layer, and she carefully held the tattered pocket with both hands, afraid that if she accidentally missed a few boxes of matches. The little girl walked from this street to that street, and there were very few pedestrians on the street, because tonight was Chinese New Year's Eve night, and everyone else was a family gathered around the fire to eat a reunion dinner! No one bought her matches, not even one, and she didn't make a dime today, this poor little girl!

Oh, my God! Now this tired, hungry and cold little girl is still wandering on the snowy street, she does not dare to go home, but she has not sold a single match! The fluttering goose feathers of snow were constantly falling, and the little girl was walking alone on the street, and the snow was pressing on her beautiful long hair, and she looked even more beautiful.

But she doesn't think about it, she thinks about the matches in her pocket that haven't been sold yet, and as many matches as there are, she has in her mind. As she walked, she saw the windows on both sides of the street, and inside the windows were bright lights, and the lights were shining on the street through the windows. The aroma of roast goose also ran out with the lights, and the little girl stood on the street very carefully smelling the fragrance that had drifted into the street.

But the scents all slipped away from the front of her nose, and she was in a hurry, she didn't smell anything. Still, she could feel the smell of something delicious. She looked around, and there was still no one there, and she thought, yes, tonight is Chinese New Year's Eve night, who will come out to visit this snowy night?

The little girl squatted in a remote corner between two large, luxurious houses. She was squatting down with her feet in her arms, and she thought it was the most remote corner, and the cold wind couldn't find her. But she didn't expect that the place was just as cold. She hugged her body in a huff, hiding a pair of frostbitten little feet under her tattered clothes, and she looked like a wounded little hedgehog.

But no matter how much she hid her young body, it didn't help, it was too cold, and it was the same everywhere. At this time, she thought of her home, which was as tattered as her clothes, and maybe now her father and mother were hiding in the corner of the house, holding their heads, and they were angry! Her father was a very fierce man, and she did not dare to go back now, and if she did, she would definitely be beaten, because she did not earn a penny.

At this moment, her entire body was frozen by the merciless snow and almost unconscious. She touched the matches wrapped in her tattered pockets, and she thought that the matches were as cold as she was.

Her little hands were about to freeze, and how she longed for a little flame to warm her hands! She couldn't help but touch the match in the raged clothes, she finally took out a precious small match, "snort", she gently rubbed on the wall, the match burned, the little girl saw the red flame rise up, like a fiery red mirror, she immediately felt incomparably warm.

Through the mirror of the match, she saw a spacious living room with a large fireplace by the wall, and the fire in the fireplace was burning, and she saw that the fire was about to come towards her, and the fire was so strong that it could burn her to ashes. And she was so cold now, as cold as a piece of ice, that she pounced on it with all her might, and held out her small hand to catch the fire, but before she could catch the fire, her matches had already burned out, and as soon as the wind and snow blew, the match ash went away with the wind.

At this time, the spacious living room, the large fireplace, and the raging fire all disappeared with the burned matches, and she had nothing in her hands, and the cold once again surrounded her. She began to shiver again, and it was colder than before.

The little girl was not reconciled, she plucked up enough courage again, took out a thin match from the tattered clothes tremblingly, held the small match close to the wall with two small hands, and rubbed it lightly, she first heard a pleasant "snort" sound, and then the match was rubbed again, and the faint light of the fire illuminated the little girl's surroundings.

She felt warm all around her, as if she had returned to summer, she saw something wonderful through the flames again, the wall in front of her was now transparent, what she saw now was a kitchen as big as it was, the little girl hadn't eaten for a whole day, she was too hungry, her stomach was faintly aching, her eyes were wide open, she saw a big dining table in the kitchen, and there was a white and clean tablecloth pressed on the table, and there were a lot of delicious things on the table, what grapes, sydney pears, apples, peaches, There are countless piles of fruits such as bayberry, and those very large bowls contain a lot of roast duck, roast goose, and roast chicken.

She was fascinated, her eyes were wide open, and the roast chicken was so fat that every step it took on the tablecloth would leave a very obvious chicken claw mark, which was a very beautiful oil! It was so big that it covered up the knife and fork inserted in its back, and as soon as it stood up, the little girl could no longer see the knife and fork on its back, and it walked toward the little girl with a smile and a groan, and there were still a few steps away—suddenly, the matches were burned out again.

Before the little girl's saliva could reach her stomach, it was stuck in her throat, and she grabbed the roast chicken with her hand, but it was a big and cold wall.

The little girl took out a match from the inside of her tattered clothes and rubbed it with a "snort" on the wall. This time she saw a tall, large and very beautiful Christmas tree at a glance, she was very happy to go under the tree, the small candles wrapped around the Christmas tree were brighter than one, she felt that this tall Christmas tree was the most beautiful and largest in the world, because the top of the tree was hanging a crooked moon! There were also some stars hidden in the trees that flashed and flashed, which was very fun, and the candles all flew up and flew into the sky, and the sky was getting brighter and brighter.

The little girl looked dazzled, she looked up at the sky with her big eyes, and the light of holiness shone on her face and shone on her thin figure, and the little girl felt extremely happy, and the stars in the sky were blinking at her, looking very naughty. Suddenly, a small star accidentally fell from the other side of the sky, and the small star quickly slid down from the other side of the sky to this side of the sky, and no one could stop it. The little girl sighed, because she couldn't help the little star, and she said to herself, "It's pathetic, another life is coming to an end." ”

She remembered her kind grandmother, who had been nice to her when she was alive, who was the one in the world who loved little girls, but who had gone to heaven. She had always wanted to go to that distant paradise, where there was one person who hurt her the most, and that was her grandmother, who had told her that when a star slid down that day, there must be another life living in heaven.

The little girl missed her grandmother so much that she really wanted to see her grandmother at once, and she quickly took out another match, rubbed it the wall, and with another snort, the match was burned again.

The little girl found that the match was brighter than the three previous matches, that everywhere the little girl could see was illuminated, that her kind grandmother came from a distant paradise, and that grandmother appeared before her with a smile, and the little girl almost jumped up with joy.

She shouted loudly, "Grandma! Why did you come to see me until now? You don't know how lonely I am alone, it's so cold in this world, I really can't stand it, please, my grandma! Please let me be with you! I'm leaving this world, I'm going to be with you, you know, this little match is about to go out, I have nothing, big fireplace, fat roast chicken, tall Christmas tree and kind you, soon there will be nothing, you take me away! ”

The little girl stretched out her hands to hug Grandma, who just smiled and looked at her, and as soon as the wind blew, the matches were extinguished again. The little girl was in a hurry, and she desperately took out all the matches in her tattered pocket, and kept scratching at the wall, and the walls were all hot with matches, and the matches burned one by one, and her grandmother suddenly became incomparably tall, and her smile was so kind, kind, and amiable. The little girl was so happy, because Grandma held her warm hands and picked her up, and the little girl was taken into Her Grandmother's arms, and the two of them smiled and walked toward the paradise where there was no hunger, no cold, no pain, no sorrow, and in the blink of an eye it was gone.

When the sun rises, it's no longer that cold Chinese New Year's Eve night, it's the first day of the new year, the weather is warm, and there are already some people on the streets out and walking around. The little girl selling matches in tattered and barefoot was now smiling and sitting in the corner of the wall where the ice and snow had not yet melted. Her smile had frozen, and Chinese New Year's Eve night, she had been frozen by the fluttering snow of goose feathers in the corner of the remote wall between the two luxurious houses, her whole body was snow-white, and the match left in her hand was also white.

A well-meaning man said, "Her matches won't save her!" ”

Yet no one but the little girl who sold matches knew all the good things she saw when she Chinese New Year's Eve night to wipe the matches.