经典童话英语故事：卖火柴的小女孩（中英对照）Itwasterriblycoldandnearlydarkonthelasteveningoftheoldyear,andthesnowwasfallingfast.Inthecoldandthedarkness,apoorlittlegirl,withbareheadandnakedfeet,roamedthroughthestreets.Itistrueshehadonapairofslipperswhenshelefthome,buttheywerenotofmuchuse.Theywereverylarge,solarge,indeed,thattheyhadbelongedtohermother,andthepoorlittlecreaturehadlosttheminrunningacrossthestreettoavoidtwocarriagesthatwererollingalongataterriblerate.Oneoftheslippersshecouldnotfind,andaboyseizedupontheotherandranawaywithit,sayingthathecoulduseitasacradle,whenhehadchildrenofhisown.Sothelittlegirlwentonwithherlittlenakedfeet,whichwerequiteredandbluewiththecold.Inanoldapronshecarriedanumberofmatches,andhadabundleoftheminherhands.Noonehadboughtanythingofherthewholeday,norhadanyonegivenherevenapenny.Shiveringwithcoldandhunger,shecreptalong;poorlittlechild,shelookedthepictureofmisery.Thesnowflakesfellonherlong,fairhair,whichhungincurlsonhershoulders,butsheregardedthemnot.天冷极了，下着雪，又快黑了。这是一年的最后一天—大年夜。在这又冷又黑的晚上，一个光着头赤着脚的小女孩在街上走着。她从家里出来的时候还穿着一双拖鞋，但是有什么用呢？那是一双很大的拖鞋—那么大，一向是她妈妈穿的。她穿过马路的时候，两辆马车飞快地冲过来，吓得她把鞋都跑掉了。一只怎么也找不着，另一只叫一个男孩捡起来拿着跑了。他说将来他有了孩子可以拿它当摇篮。小女孩只好赤着脚走，一双小脚冻得红一块青一块的。她的旧围裙里兜着许多火柴，手里还拿着一把。这一整天，谁也没买过她一根火柴，谁也没给过她一个钱。可怜的小女孩！她又冷又饿，哆哆嗦嗦地向前走。雪花落在她的金黄的长头发上，那头发打成卷儿披在肩上，看上去很美丽，不过她没注意这些。Lightswereshiningfromeverywindow,andtherewasasavorysmellofroastgoose,foritwasNew-year'seve—yes,sherememberedthat.Inacorner,betweentwohouses,oneofwhichprojectedbeyondtheother,shesankdownandhuddledherselftogether.Shehaddrawnherlittlefeetunderher,butshecouldnotkeepoffthecold;andshedarednotgohome,forshehadsoldnomatches,andcouldnottakehomeevenapennyofmoney.Herfatherwouldcertainlybeather;besides,itwasalmostascoldathomeashere,fortheyhadonlytherooftocoverthem,throughwhichthewindhowled,althoughthelargestholeshadbeenstoppedupwithstrawandrags.Herlittlehandswerealmostfrozenwiththecold.Ah!她又擦了一根。火柴燃起来了，发出亮光来了。亮光落在墙上，那儿忽然变得像薄纱那么透明，她可以一直看到屋里。桌上铺着雪白的台布，摆着精致的盘子和碗，肚子里填满了苹果和梅子的烤鹅正冒着香气。更妙的是这只鹅从盘子里跳下来，背上插着刀和叉，摇摇摆摆地在地板上走着，一直向这个穷苦的小女孩走来。这时候，火柴又灭了，她面前只有一堵又厚又冷的墙。Shelightedanothermatch,andthenshefoundherselfsittingunderabeautifulChristmas-tree.Itwaslargerandmorebeautifullydecoratedthantheonewhichshehadseenthroughtheglassdoorattherichmerchant's.Thousandsoftaperswereburninguponthegreenbranches,andcoloredpictures,likethoseshehadseenintheshow-windows,lookeddownuponitall.Thelittleonestretchedoutherhandtowardsthem,andthematchwentout.她又擦着了一根火柴。这一回，她坐在美丽的圣诞树下。这棵圣诞树，比她去年圣诞节透过富商家的玻璃门看到的还要大，还要美。翠绿的树枝上点着几千支明晃晃的蜡烛，许多幅美丽的彩色画片，跟挂在商店橱窗里的一个样，在向她眨眼睛。小女孩向画片伸出手去。这时候火柴又灭了。TheChristmaslightsrosehigherandhigher,tilltheylookedtoherlikethestarsinthesky.Thenshesawastarfall,leavingbehinditabrightstreakoffire.“Someoneisdying,”thoughtthelittlegirl,forhe...
