If she comes among us—
I want to give her a pair of shoes,
Let her have a coat on her feet.
Let her feet enjoy the warmth of home. ...
If she comes among us—
I'll give her a stove,
So she won't feel cold anymore,
Also let her get this strange fire. ...
If she comes among us—
I'll give her a roast goose,
Make her stomach no longer empty,
Let her taste the delicious roast goose. ...
If she comes among us—
I'll give her a Christmas tree,
Let her green branches,
Let her sleep next to the beautiful Christmas tree ...
If she comes among us—
I'm taking her back to my house,
Let her get people's attention,
Also let her feel the warmth of the family. ...
If you want to ask me who she is-
Then let me tell you something,
She is: the young lady selling matches. ...
if ...
If the little match girl comes among us,
I'm going home to get a thick coat,
Protect her from the wind and rain,
Drive away the cold brought by the wind and rain ...
If the little match girl comes among us,
I'm going home to buy her a pair of shoes,
Let her feet have a home,
Let her feet feel the warmth of home. ...
If the little match girl comes among us,
I'm going home to give her that delicious roast goose,
Fill her stomach,
Let her taste the roast goose. ...
If the little match girl comes among us,
I'm taking her home,
Give her many toys: Barbie dolls, toy cars and toy pistols. ...
Let her feel the happiness I brought her. ...
If the little match girl comes among us,
I'm taking it home,
My family and I will treat this guest well.
Let her feel the warmth of our home. ...
I want ...
The Little Match Girl
——By: Love knows how to give.
on Chinese New Year's Eve
I lost my mother's shoes.
bare feet
flotage
Xuewoli
Those shy reds.
Don't light the lights hanging high in the building.
I long to embrace the stove.
Swallow while it's hot
Burn humble people
Cold and hunger
strengthen
at present
as if treading on thin ice
in fact
I'm more scared.
That voice
Tragic brittle fracture
Spit out the biting cold
Bind my numb naked body
I only have one match left.
Can destroy a little hope
warm oneself
Mingzhuangzhong
There seems to be a meteor.
Who do you write for?
The next second's journey
then
Ice, starting from the feet.
dissociate from
I'm definitely sinking.
cracked
No pain
Only when it is cold can it be cold.
Make blood
freeze ...