A modern poem about a little girl selling matches.

1, a match, ignite hope. A match, light up the front. A competition, a desire for dreams. A match touched heaven. A match hurts you and me. A match, please don't forget the cold street and the cold lane. A match, may it shine forever. A match, let you and I grow the soul of all beings and wander together. 2. On New Year's Eve, I lost my mother's shoes and floated barefoot in the snow nest. Those shy red dots didn't light up, and lights hung high in the mansion. I long to embrace the flame and devour the humble cold and hunger. At this moment, I'm walking on thin ice. In fact, I am more afraid of the tragic brittle crack and biting cold, which binds me numb and naked. I only have one match left to light a little hope of heating. It seems that a meteor is writing a journey for someone for the next second, and then it freezes and bursts from my feet. There is no pain in fragmentation, only cold, which freezes the blood ... One hundred years later, someone made a fire with words and revived my soul in previous lives. Since Grandpa Andersen created you, how many long nights have you spent with many children? How many people know your luck and misfortune? Born in poverty, with no food in his mouth and no clothes on his body, he should have been spoiled and greedy in his parents' arms, but unfortunately he floated in the cold wind and endured the difficulties and rudeness of unscrupulous boys. I was short of clothes and shoes. How could I bring shoes? The shrinking body can't stop the abuse of the wind knife and frost sword, but the trembling little hand holds the source of warmth? It's such a small and strong idea that it's hard to resist! No, you can't, you shouldn't, don't think about it ... from time to time, there will be disabled bodies lying, crawling or groping in the street, frozen in the snow ... Lonely and desperate eyes are like fireflies floating in the night sky ~ Although I am unfortunate, I have a healthy body and walk freely in the street. Although I am unfortunate, I have bright eyes and can see the world clearly. Although my hand is frostbitten and swollen, it can always be left and right. It's no big deal-although there are no four walls in the house and the roof tiles are not complete, parents and sisters can hold a group to avoid the cold; Although the street is cold, stamping away shivering, hehe hot, rubbing hands, vitality is coming again. Look, although the street is very cold, there are beautiful scenery that brighten my eyes. The Christmas tree has been beautifully dressed by skillful hands, ringing the bell to convey my best wishes. Grandma, can you hear my greetings in heaven? I want to buy a lot of roast geese to honor you! When I was rich ... your beautiful story always accompanied me to sleep sweetly, and your kind smiling face gave me the strength to overcome loneliness! There is a dream in my heart, and I am extremely happy. Grandma, I miss you so much! I won't hesitate not to cry, just let me come to your dream quickly. No cold, no hunger, no pain, I haven't thought about anything else!