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The Little Match GirlI t was terribly cold;it snowed and was already alm ost dark,and evening came on the last evening of the year. In the cold and gloom a poor little girl, bareheaded and barefoot, was walking through the streets. When she left her own house she certainly had had slippers on;but of what use were they? They were very big slippers , and her m other had use them till then, so big were they. The little maid lost them as she slipped across the road, where two carriages were rattling by terribly fast. One slippers was not to be found again, and a boy had seized the other, and run away with it. He said he could use it very well as a cradle , som e day when he had children of his own. So now the little girl went with her little naked fett, which were quit red and blue with cold. In an old apron she carried a number of matches, and a buder of them in her hand. No one had bought anything of her all day, and on one had givenher a farthing.Shivering with cold and hunger she crept along, a picture of misery, poor little girl! The snowflakes coverd her long fair hair, which fell in pretty curls over her neck; but she did not think of that now. In all the windows lights were shining , and there was a glorious sm ell of roast goose, for it was New Year’s Eve. Yes, she thought of that!In a corner form ed by two houses, one of which projected beyond the other, she sat down, cowering. She had drawn up her little feet, but she was still colder, and she did not dare go to hom e, for she had sold no matches, and did not bring a fsrthing of money. From her father she would certainly receive a beating, and besides, it was cold at hom e,for they had nothing over them but a roof through which the wind whistled, through the largest rents had beenstopptd with straw and rags.Her little hands were almost benumbed, with the cold. Ah! amatch might do her good, if she could only draw one from the bundle, and rub it against the wall, and warm her hands at it. She drew one out. R-r-atch! How it sputtered and burned! It was a warm , bright flam e , like a little candle, when she held her hands over it; it was a wonderful little light! It really seem ed to the little girl as if she sat before a gret polished stove, with bright brass feet and a brass cover. How the fire burned ! how com fortable it was! But the little flame went out, the stove vanished when her feet were just reaching out for a little warm th, and she had only the remains of the burned mach in her hand.A second was rubbed agains the wall. It burned up, and when the light fell upon the wall it become transparent like a thin veil,and she could see through it into the room. On the table a snowwhite cloth was spread; upon it stood a shining dinner service; the roast goose smoked gloriously, stuffed with apples and dried plums. And what was still m ore splendid to behold,the goose hopped down from the dish, and waddled along the floor, with a knife and fork in its brest, to the little girl. Then the match went out, and only the thick, damp, cold wall was before her. She lighted another match,. Then she was sitting under a beautiful christmas tree; it was greater and m ore ornamented than the one she had seen through the glass door branches, and coloured pictures like those in the print shopslooked down upon them. The little girl stretched forth her hand towards them; then the match went out. The Christmas lights mounted higher. She saw them now as stars in the sky: one of them fell down, forming a lone line of fire.“Now som e one is dying,”thouht the little girl, for her old grandmother, the only person who had loved her and who was now dead, had told her that when a star fell down a soul m ounted up to God.She rubbed another match against the wall ; it becom e bright again and in the brightness the old grandm other stooed clear and shining mild and lovely.“Grandmother!” cried the child. “Oh! Take m e with you! I know you will go when the match is burned out. You will vanish like the warm fire, the beautiful roast goose, and the great glorious Christmas tree!”And she hastily rubbed the whole bundle of match, for she wished to hold her grandmother fast. And the matches burned with such a glow that it becam e brighter than in the middle of the day; grandmother had never been so large or so beautiful. She took the little girl in her arms, and both flew in brightness and joy above the earth,very ,vey high, and up there wad neither cold, nor hunger, norcare—they were with God!But in the corner, leaning against the wall, sat in the cold morning hours the poor girl with red cheeks and smiling mouth, frozen to death on the last evening of the Old Year. The New Year’s sun rose upon a little corpse! The child sat there, stiff and cold, with the matches of which one bundle was burned. “She wanted to herself,” the people said. No one imagined what a beautiful thing she had seen,and in what glory she had gone in with her grandmother to the New Year’s joy.。

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八年级英语作文童话故事卖火柴的小女孩

八年级英语作文童话故事卖火柴的小女孩

八年级英语作文童话故事卖火柴的小女孩The Little Match GirlOnce upon a time, in a small town nestled between snow-capped mountains, there lived a young girl named Sophia. Sophia was a kind-hearted child, but her life was filled with hardship and sorrow. Her family was poor, and they struggled to make ends meet, often going without the basic necessities of life.One bitterly cold winter's night, Sophia was sent out onto the streets to sell matches, her only means of earning a few pennies to bring home to her family. The wind howled, and the snow fell in thick, heavy flakes, stinging her face and numbing her fingers. Sophia huddled in a doorway, trying to keep warm, but the cold seeped through her thin, worn clothing.As the evening wore on, Sophia's matches remained unsold, and she grew increasingly desperate. She knew that if she returned home without any money, her father would be angry, and her family would go hungry once again. Shivering, she struck one of the matches, hoping to warm her hands, and was amazed to see a beautiful vision appear before her.In the flickering flame, Sophia saw a magnificent Christmas tree, its branches laden with sparkling ornaments and twinkling lights. She stared in wonder, mesmerized by the sight, and for a moment, the cold and hunger seemed to melt away. Encouraged, she struck another match, and this time, she saw a warm, cozy room, filled with a loving family gathered around a crackling fireplace.As Sophia struck match after match, her visions became more vivid and enchanting. She saw a sumptuous feast, with roasted goose and steaming plum pudding, and she could almost smell the delicious aromas. Then, she saw a vision of her beloved grandmother, whom she had not seen in years, reaching out to her with a warm smile.Sophia's heart soared with joy and wonder, and she became lost in the magical world of her imagination. She struck the matches one by one, determined to hold onto the beautiful visions for as long as she could, desperate to escape the harsh reality of her life.But as the last match flickered and died, Sophia's visions faded, and she was left alone in the cold, dark street, shivering and hungry. With a heavy heart, she curled up in a doorway, hoping to find shelter and warmth, but the bitter wind and the falling snow soon took their toll.The next morning, the townspeople discovered Sophia's lifeless body,clutching the burnt-out matches in her tiny, frozen hands. They were saddened by the sight of the young girl who had perished in the cold, and many of them wept at the tragedy of her story.In the days that followed, the town's residents came together to honor Sophia's memory. They established a charitable foundation in her name, dedicated to helping other impoverished children like her, ensuring that no child would ever have to suffer the same fate. And every year, on the anniversary of Sophia's death, the town held a candlelight vigil, a solemn reminder of the fragility of life and the importance of compassion and kindness.Though Sophia's life was tragically cut short, her story lives on, inspiring others to open their hearts and lend a helping hand to those in need. Her resilience, her unwavering spirit, and her ability to find beauty and joy in the face of adversity continue to touch the lives of all who hear her tale.。

TheLittleMatchGirl教案

TheLittleMatchGirl教案

The Little Match GirlⅠ.Teaching contents1. Talk about Hans Christian Anderson and his fairy tales.2. Tell the story of The Little Match Girl.3. Suppose the little match girl is still alive. She’s just asleep at the corner ofthe street in some place. Say something to her or write a letter to her.Ⅱ.Objectives1. To know something about Hans Christian Anderson and his fairy tales.2. To retell the story of The Little Match Girl.3. To say something to the little match girl or write to her.Ⅲ. Language skillsListeningDevelop intensive listening skills by completing the sentences.Speaking1. Describe the story of The Little Match Girl.2. Respond to questions about the story.ReadingExpand vocabulary by retelling the story according to the cartoon.WritingWrite to the little match girl.Ⅳ.Teaching preparingmulti-media, PPT, blackboard, paperⅤ.Teaching processStep 1Talk about Hans Christian Anderson and his fairy tales.Anderson was…. Anderson wasn’t….Anderson’s fairy tales:1) The Little Mermaid 海的女儿2) Thumbelina拇指姑娘3) The Ugly Duckling 丑小鸭4) The Real Princess 豌豆公主5) The Fir Tree 枞树6) The Snow Queen 白雪皇后7) The Happy Family 幸福的家庭8) The Old House 老房子9) The Bell 钟声10) The Naughty Boy 顽皮的孩子11) The Story of a Mother 母亲的故事12) The Red Shoes 红鞋13) The Little Match Girl 卖火柴的小女孩14) The Emperor's New Clothes 皇帝的新装…Step 2Tell the story of The Little Match Girl.1) Look at the pictures and say.2) Read the story and answer the questions.3) Listen and complete the sentences.4) Retell the story according to the cartoon.Step 3Suppose the little match girl is alive. She is just asleep at the corner of the street. Say something to her or write to her.1) Discuss in groups.2) Say something to the little match girl or write a letter to her.3) Act out a playlet.(By Shi Yan)The Little Match Girl改编施燕Characters: G-the Little Match Girl N-Narrator M-Man Gr-GrannyScene 1N: The snow was falling from the beautiful winter sky. It was New Year’s Eve. It was very, very cold. Many people hurried home. A little girl was selling matches.G: Oh, my matches! They are falling down on the street.N: What a poor girl!G: Matches, matches, would you like some Matches?Madam, buy some matches, please.Matches, matches!Sir, sir, do you need matches?Matches, matches, would you like some Matches?Um, the kids are dancing. The boy has presents. Now the families are sitting in a horse carriage. They are going home now. How happy the family!M: Danger! Come down!G: Would you like some Matches, Sir?M: No!Scene 2G: Oh, so cold. A light!N: The little girl had no shoes. She was so cold and so hungry but she couldn’t go home.Today she didn’t sell any matches. Her father would beat her. She walked on and found a corner and sat down. She looked at her matches.G: It’s so cold. Ah, the, the matches! Just one. It will make my hands warmer.N: She took one match and struck it against the wall. She felt the warmth from that one tiny match. Suddenly, she saw a large stove in front of her.G: This stove is so warm.N: She put her hands closer to the stove. But at once the stove was gone. There was only the burnt match left.Scene 3G:It’s too cold. I will light another match. Maybe the stove will come again.N:Again, the match sparkled in the night air. This time she saw some nice food.G:A big goose! The smell is mouth-watering. I want to eat the delicious food.N: But it all disappeared at once. There was nothing left but the burnt match. She felt very disappointed.Scene 4N: Without thinking, she took another match and lit it. This time she saw a horse carriage coming. She was so happy. She sat in it and went away quickly.G: I, I will go to find my granny. She loved me very much.N:Granny died many years ago. She was the only person who was kind to the little matchgirl.G: Granny, Granny, Granny!N: Granny opened the door.G: Granny!N: Suddenly, the match went out and Granny disappeared.Scene 5N: The little match girl lit the rest of the matches. The grandmother took the little girl in her arms.G: Granny, I miss you so much. I’m so sad without you. Don’t leave me.Gr: Look, a Christmas tree.G: It’s the most amazing Christmas tree. There are lots of candles.N: The little girl lit the candles. They shone brightly. They became the stars. They rose higher and higher. The little girl was sleeping. Granny touched her face gently.G: Oh, dear Granny! Take me away with you!N: Granny and the little girl flew higher and higher. This time Granny took the little girl to the paradise. In that place, there was neither cold, nor hunger, nor pain.。

卖火柴的小女孩单词英语故事

卖火柴的小女孩单词英语故事

《卖火柴的小女孩》Once upon a time, there was a little girl. She was called the Little Match Girl. Poor thing, she had to sell matches in the cold street.The little girl was all alone. She had no warm coat to wear. Just a thin and shabby dress. The wind was blowing hard. It was so cold that her little nose turned red. She walked around, holding a bundle of matches in her small hands.She tried to sell the matches. “Matches, matches, who wants to buy my matches?” She called out in a weak voice. But people were busy with their own things. They passed by her without even looking. The little girl felt so sad.As night fell, it got even colder. The little girl was so hungry and cold. She found a corner and huddled there. She thought about her family. Maybe they were also having a hard time.Then, she took out a match and struck it. Wow, a warm and bright flame appeared. In the flame, she saw a big and cozy fireplace. The fire was burning brightly. She could almost feel the warmth on her face. She wanted to reach out and touch it. But suddenly, the match went out. The fireplace disappeared.She struck another match. This time, she saw a delicious table full of food. There were roast chickens, cakes, and fruits. Her mouth watered. She was so hungry. But again, when the match ended, the food was gone.The little girl struck one match after another. She saw her dear grandmother in the flame. Her grandmother was smiling and reaching out her arms. The little girl cried out, “Grandma, take me with you.” She didn't want to be alone anymore.In the end, the little girl closed her eyes. She was lying in the cold street. But maybe in her dream, she was with her grandmother in a warm and happy place.The story of the Little Match Girl is really sad. It makes us realize how lucky we are and we should cherish the good life we have.。

我最喜欢的故事英语作文,卖火柴的小女孩

我最喜欢的故事英语作文,卖火柴的小女孩

我最喜欢的故事英语作文,卖火柴的小女孩全文共6篇示例，供读者参考篇1Title: My favorite Story - The Little Match GirlOnce upon a time, there was a little girl who sold matches on the street. Her name was Lisa. She was poor and had no warm clothes to wear in the cold winter night. One New Year's Eve, she was out in the streets, trying to sell her last few matches.As the night grew colder and darker, Lisa sat down on the street corner. She was shivering with cold and hunger. She had no one to go back to, as her parents had passed away. She decided to light a match to warm herself.As she struck the match, a warm light filled the air. Lisa saw a beautiful vision in front of her – a warm fireplace, a table full of delicious food, and her parents smiling at her. She was happy, but the match soon burned out, and the vision disappeared.Lisa struck another match, and this time she saw a Christmas tree with twinkling lights and decorations. She wished she couldstay in this beautiful world forever. But once again, the match burned out, and the vision faded away.Lisa lit all of her matches, one by one, to keep herself warm and see the visions of happiness. But each time, the matches burned out, and the visions disappeared. In the morning, the passersby found Lisa frozen to death, with a smile on her face.Although Lisa's story ended tragically, her pure heart and simple dreams touched the hearts of many. The Little Match Girl reminds us to appreciate the simple joys of life and cherish our loved ones. It is a story of hope, love, and the magic that can be found even in the darkest times.I will always remember the story of the Little Match Girl, as it has taught me the importance of kindness, gratitude, and never losing hope. It is my favorite story and will always hold a special place in my heart.篇2Once upon a time, there was a little girl who sold matches. She was very poor and lived in a small house with her parents. Every day, she would go out into the cold streets to sell matches to earn some money for her family.One day, it was New Year's Eve, and the little girl was out on the streets trying to sell her matches. It was snowing heavily, and she was shivering with cold. No one seemed to notice her or buy any matches from her. She was very hungry and had not eaten anything all day.As she walked along, she saw a warm and cozy house with lights shining through the windows. She could see people inside celebrating and having a good time. She felt very lonely and sad as she sat down on the cold pavement.Suddenly, she remembered the matches she had in her pocket. She took one out and struck it against the wall. To her surprise, the match turned into a bright flame that warmed her hands and lit up the dark street. She struck another match, and this time, she saw a vision of a big feast with delicious food and warm blankets.The little girl was happy for a moment as she enjoyed the warmth of the matches. But soon, the flames died down, and she was back in the cold and darkness of the street. She struck all the matches one by one, each time seeing wonderful visions of happiness and comfort.In the end, the little girl's body was found frozen to death on the street. But her face had a smile on it, and her eyes were filledwith peace. People said that she had gone to heaven, where she would never be cold or hungry again.And so, the story of the little match girl became famous all over the world. It taught people to be kind and generous to those in need and to appreciate the blessings they have in their lives. The little girl may have died, but her spirit continued to live on in the hearts of everyone who heard her story.So remember, my friends, to always be grateful for what you have and to help those who are less fortunate than you. You never know when a small act of kindness can make a big difference in someone's life.篇3Once upon a time, there was a little girl who sold matches on the street. She was very poor and had to support her sick grandmother. Every day, she would walk around selling matches in the cold winter.One day, it was New Year's Eve and the streets were crowded with people celebrating. The little girl was cold, hungry, and couldn't sell any matches. She sat down on the sidewalk and lit a match to warm herself.Suddenly, she saw a vision in the match flame. It was her grandmother, smiling and happy. She reached out to the little girl, but when the match burned out, the vision disappeared. The girl lit another match and saw a table full of delicious food. But again, it vanished when the match went out.Desperate to keep the visions alive, the girl lit all of her matches. This time, she saw her grandmother again, but this time she didn't disappear. She took the little girl in her arms and they flew up into the sky, leaving behind a world of happiness and joy.The next morning, the townspeople found the little girl frozen to death on the street. But her face was peaceful, and it seemed as if she was smiling. From then on, they remembered her as the little match girl who brought light and warmth to their hearts.And that's why this is my favorite story, because it reminds me to always be kind and generous to others, no matter how little we have.篇4Once upon a time, there was a little girl who sold matches. She was very poor and had to sell matches in order to survive.She had no shoes and her clothes were tattered, but she always had a smile on her face.One cold winter's night, the little girl was walking down the street, trying to sell her matches. But no one seemed interested in buying them. She was getting very tired and hungry, and she knew that she wouldn't be able to go home until she had sold all of her matches.So she sat down on the ground and lit a match to keep warm. As she watched the flame flicker and dance, she saw a beautiful vision before her eyes. She saw a warm and cozy room with a big fireplace, and a table full of delicious food. She saw herself sitting at the table, eating and drinking to her heart's content.But as soon as the match went out, the vision disappeared. The little girl was cold and hungry again, but she didn't give up. She lit another match and this time, she saw her grandmother, who had passed away many years ago. Her grandmother looked so kind and loving, and she reached out to the girl with a smile on her face.The little girl knew that her grandmother was trying to show her the way. She lit all the matches she had left, and with each match, she saw more and more beautiful visions. She saw angels singing, and she felt a warm light surrounding her. She knew thatshe was no longer cold or hungry, and that she was safe and loved.In the morning, the people passing by found the little girl frozen to death, with a smile on her face. They were filled with sorrow, but they also knew that she was in a better place now. And they vowed to never forget the little girl who sold matches, and the lesson she had taught them about faith, hope, and love.篇5Once upon a time, there was a little girl who sold matches on the street. She was very poor and had no shoes to keep her feet warm. One cold winter night, she was out selling matches but no one wanted to buy them. She was so cold and hungry that she decided to light a match to warm herself.As she lit the match, she saw a beautiful vision of a warm fireplace and a delicious feast. But as soon as the match went out, the vision disappeared. So she lit another match, and this time she saw a Christmas tree with lights and decorations. Again, the vision disappeared when the match went out.The little girl was getting colder and colder, so she lit all the matches in the box to keep warm. And in that moment, a miracle happened. Her grandmother appeared before her, and she wasglowing with love and warmth. She took the little girl in her arms and carried her to heaven, where there was no more cold or hunger.The next morning, people found the little girl frozen to death on the street. But her face was peaceful, and she looked like she was sleeping. They realized that she had gone to a better place, where she would never be cold or hungry again.From that day on, the people in the town remembered the little match girl and her story. They learned to be grateful for what they had and to help those in need. And every Christmas, they would light a candle in remembrance of the little girl who had touched their hearts with her simple act of kindness.And that, my friends, is why the story of the little match girl is my favorite. It teaches us to be grateful, to be kind, and to never forget those who are less fortunate than us. It is a story of love and hope, and it will always have a special place in my heart.篇6Once upon a time, there was a little girl who sold matches. She was very poor and had to sell matches to help her family survive. The little girl's name was Marie, and she lived in a small village with her mother.One cold winter's night, Marie went out to sell matches in the street. It was snowing heavily, and she was shivering with cold. She walked from house to house, trying to sell her matches, but no one wanted to buy them. People just hurried past her, eager to get home and warm up by the fire.Marie was feeling very sad and lonely. She had sold only a few matches, and she knew that she wouldn't earn enough money to buy food for her family. Tears filled her eyes as she huddled in a doorway, trying to keep warm.Suddenly, Marie had an idea. She took out a match and struck it against the wall. The match flared up, giving off a warm and comforting glow. Marie closed her eyes and imagined herself in a beautiful, warm room with a blazing fire. She felt happy and safe, even though she was still sitting in the cold street.As Marie struck more matches, she saw wonderful things. She saw a feast of delicious food, a Christmas tree decorated with lights and ornaments, and her dear mother smiling and happy. Each match she lit filled her heart with joy and warmth.But as the matches burned out, the visions disappeared, and Marie was left alone in the cold and darkness. She knew that shecouldn't stay out in the street any longer. She gathered up her unsold matches and started to walk home.When Marie arrived home, she found her mother worried and upset. She had been out in the snow for too long, and her family was afraid that something bad had happened to her. But when Marie told her mother about the wonderful visions she had seen, her mother's eyes filled with tears of joy.From that day on, Marie's mother never had to worry about food or warmth again. The villagers were so moved by Marie's story that they bought all her matches and gave her family whatever they needed. Marie and her mother lived happily ever after, thanks to the power of the little girl and her magical matches.And that's why the story of the little match girl is my favorite story. It teaches us that even in the darkest of times, we can find light and hope if we just believe in our dreams.。