安徒生童话:卖火柴的小姑娘

安徒生童话:卖火柴的小姑娘,标签：剑桥少儿英语故事,少儿英语小故事,http://www.xuehuiba.com

    "Grandmother！" cried the little one. "Oh， take me with you！ You go away when the match burns out； you vanish like the warm stove， like the delicious roast goose， and like the magnificent Christmas tree！" And she rubbed the whole bundle of matches quickly against the wall， for she wanted to be quite sure of keeping her grandmother near her. And the matches gave such a brilliant light that it was brighter than at noon-day： never formerly had the grandmother been so beautiful and so tall. She took the little maiden， on her arm， and both flew in brightness and in joy so high， so very high， and then above was neither cold， nor hunger， nor anxiety——they were with God.

    But in the corner， at the cold hour of dawn， sat the poor girl， with rosy cheeks and with a smiling mouth， leaning against the wall——frozen to death on the last evening of the old year. Stiff and stark sat the child there with her matches， of which one bundle had been burnt. "She wanted to warm herself，" people said. No one had the slightest suspicion of what beautiful things she had seen； no one even dreamed of the splendor in which， with her grandmother she had entered on the joys of a new year.

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