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问题：安徒生童话英文版一个故事短一些
答案：↓↓↓ 丁德路的回答： 网友采纳 Mostterriblycolditwas;itsnowed,andwasnearlyquitedark,andevening-- thelasteveningoftheyear.Inthiscoldanddarknesstherewentalongthe streetapoorlittlegirl,bareheaded,andwithnakedfeet.Whenshelefthome shehadslipperson,itistrue;butwhatwasthegoodofthat?Theywerevery largeslippers,whichhermotherhadhithertoworn;solargewerethey;and thepoorlittlethinglostthemasshescuffledawayacrossthestreet, becauseoftwocarriagesthatrolledbydreadfullyfast. Oneslipperwasnowheretobefound;theotherhadbeenlaidholdofbyan urchin,andoffheranwithit;hethoughtitwoulddocapitallyforacradle whenhesomedayorothershouldhavechildrenhimself.Sothelittlemaiden walkedonwithhertinynakedfeet,thatwerequiteredandbluefromcold. Shecarriedaquantityofmatchesinanoldapron,andsheheldabundleof theminherhand.Nobodyhadboughtanythingofherthewholelivelongday;no onehadgivenherasinglefarthing. Shecreptalongtremblingwithcoldandhunger--averypictureofsorrow,the poorlittlething! Theflakesofsnowcoveredherlongfairhair,whichfellinbeautifulcurls aroundherneck;butofthat,ofcourse,sheneveroncenowthought.Fromall thewindowsthecandlesweregleaming,anditsmeltsodeliciouslyofroast goose,foryouknowitwasNewYear'sEve;yes,ofthatshethought. Inacornerfomp3edbytwohouses,ofwhichoneadvancedmorethantheother, sheseatedherselfdownandcoweredtogether.Herlittlefeetshehaddrawn closeuptoher,butshegrewcolderandcolder,andtogohomeshedidnot venture,forshehadnotsoldanymatchesandcouldnotbringafarthingof money:fromherfathershewouldcertainlygetblows,andathomeitwascold too,forabovehershehadonlytheroof,throughwhichthewindwhistled, eventhoughthelargestcrackswerestoppedupwithstrawandrags. Herlittlehandswerealmostnumbedwithcold.Oh!amatchmightaffordhera worldofcomfort,ifsheonlydaredtakeasingleoneoutofthebundle,draw itagainstthewall,andwamp3herfingersbyit.Shedrewoneout."Rischt!" howitblazed,howitburnt!Itwasawamp3,brightflame,likeacandle,as sheheldherhandsoverit:itwasawonderfullight.Itseemedreallytothe littlemaidenasthoughsheweresittingbeforealargeironstove,with burnishedbrassfeetandabrassornamentattop.Thefireburnedwithsuch blessedinfluence;itwamp3edsodelightfully.Thelittlegirlhadalready stretchedoutherfeettowamp3themtoo;but--thesmallflamewentout,the stovevanished:shehadonlytheremainsoftheburnt-outmatchinherhand. Sherubbedanotheragainstthewall:itburnedbrightly,andwherethelight fellonthewall,therethewallbecametransparentlikeaveil,sothatshe couldseeintotheroom.Onthetablewasspreadasnow-whitetablecloth;upon itwasasplendidporcelainservice,andtheroastgoosewassteamingfamously withitsstuffingofappleanddriedplums.Andwhatwasstillmorecapitalto beholdwas,thegoosehoppeddownfromthedish,reeledaboutonthef | 
