What to say to the little girl in the lesson The Little Match Seller

Little girl selling matches.

A little lighter, a little lighter.

Don't wake up with sweet dreams in a matchbox.

Match. A match.

Pillow another match as a pillow.

A little lighter, a little lighter.

Like snowflakes and feathers, it falls silently.

Don't let them hurt the scene.

Because they are all barefoot children.

Can't afford to wear flashy and delicate shoes.

In winter, one foot is frozen red.

The other foot is frozen green.

In a crowded matchbox.

A dozen matches hugged tightly.

Rubbing of the left and right feet.

Enough to glow and enough to heat.

The wind is lighter, the snow is lighter, and the land is a little later.

Don't let the matches go out so quickly.

Then you won't be able to see the roast goose shoes.

And grandma who made shoes in heaven.

1 When the world departs from me.

You don't want to stay either.

Just pick a black tulip.

Plugged in the windowsill where the sun shines through.

I can definitely feel it.

When the world despised me.

You don't want any mercy either.

As long as your eyes cover everything.

The coming of the light may be 10,000 years.

I'm going to wait for it too.

Forget me.

You also pour a glass of spirits full of sorrow.

With alcohol evaporating my soul.

One day I will be able to come to heaven.

You'll find a match I've struck there.

When the world departs from me.

You don't want to stay either.

Just pick a black tulip.

Plugged in the windowsill where the sun shines through.

I can definitely feel it.

Forget me.

You also pour a glass of spirits full of sorrow.

With alcohol evaporating my soul.

One day I will be able to come to heaven.

You'll find a match I've struck there.

2 A little girl selling matches.

A little lighter, a little lighter.

Don't wake up with sweet dreams in a matchbox.

Match. A match.

Pillow another match as a pillow.

A little lighter, a little lighter.

Like snowflakes and feathers, it falls silently.

Don't let them hurt the scene.

Because they are all barefoot children.

Can't afford to wear flashy and delicate shoes.

In winter, one foot is frozen red.

The other foot is frozen green.

In a crowded matchbox.

A dozen matches hugged tightly.

Rubbing of the left and right feet.

Enough to glow and enough to heat.

The wind is lighter, the snow is lighter, and the land is a little later.

Don't let the matches go out so quickly.

Then you won't be able to see the roast goose shoes.

And grandma who made shoes in heaven.

I help you poor little girl, on Chinese New Year's Eve, you sell matches on the dark and cold streets, or in the world there is only cold, only hunger, only pain, don't worry, you come to me, I will give you a big apple so that you will not be hungry, I will give you a warm cotton jacket so that you will not be cold, I will take you to the amusement park so that you forget the pain. I will take you by the hand and take you to play with your classmates.

Don't give up when you're lost and hopeless, at least you can still be happy when you're alive, but when you die, even if you die with a smile in such a beautiful illusion, you won't have to be happy, because everything is gone... Life is precious, don't give up easily!Whenever I look at the blue sky we all stand on, at the free floating clouds, at the birds singing happily, surrounded by green meadows, fragrant flowers I look around, I want to see you appear I never hallucinate, but still hope for your existence Instead of leaving ...... with regret on a lonely and cold winter night with my humble dreamsIf you're hungry, tell me, I'll give you a chicken leg.

If you are thirsty, tell me and I'll give you a bottle of ice water.

If you get cold, tell me, I'll give you a coat.

If you are lonely, you tell me, I will read you Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tales, there is the paradise you have dreamed of for a long time.

If you are tired of the noisy world, you tell me, I will take you to the quiet countryside, where there is no noise in the city.

If you're depressed, if you're happy, if you're happy, anyway, I hope I'll be by your side, that's my only hope......

I want to say to the little match girl: you live in a wicked capitalist society, and no one cares about you and loves you! All you can get is discrimination.

And I live in a new society, living a life of abundance. I have great sympathy for you, little girl. If I can give you a new life and let you come to our China, I will definitely receive you warmly, I will definitely give you a lot of fun and delicious things, and I will never let you sell matches on the street on Chinese New Year's Eve, nor will I let you go hungry and sleep badly.

I would prefer to be able to study, eat and play with you......In short, if there are blessings, we will share them together, and if there are difficulties, we will solve them together.

If you come to me, I will give you a big apple so that you will not go hungry, I will give you a warm cotton jacket so that you will not be cold, and I will take you to the amusement park so that you will forget the pain.

Little girl, you are so pathetic, if you were my friend, I would be the best friend in the world with you.

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We can't help it!