After reading the little girl selling matches

"It's very cold, it's snowing, it's getting dark, it's the last day of the year - big night..." I sat at the window and read aloud the famous Danish 19th-century writer Andersen. The work "Little Girl Selling Matches". This work is a magnet that deeply attracts me and makes me forget that I have forgotten everything around me. I greedily read it over and over again. Looking at it, watching, I seem to walk into a magical world. In the dark corner, I met a little girl who sold matches. She confided to me about her pain and misfortune with tears. I told him that I would make her happy again. We laughed hand in hand and sang away... "Ha ha ha... hahaha... hahaha..." I was awakened by my own laughter, I woke up and found that the book was still in front of me, I Feeling extremely empty and lonely.

"On this cold and dark night, a barefoot little girl is walking down the street..." I continued reading, "It was a peaceful silence around a snowy night. A little girl was wearing a curly hair. 'Beautiful blonde, her clothes are rudimentary, vying for a pair of horrified eyes, the face and lips are frozen with purple frozen hands holding a bunch of matches, and the mouth keeps shouting: 'Who wants a match...' His only whistling sound of snow. When I saw it, my heart was cool. How could the whole city be like a snow fluttering in the sky, cold and ruthless?" She walked barefoot in the snow and finally found a corner to sit. Come down. She can't go home because she didn't make a dollar. Finally, with a smile in his mouth, he died frozen silently. ”

"They both flew away in the light and happiness..." After reading here, my eyes were wet, and it was both sad tears and tears of joy. This poor little girl has gone through the vicissitudes of life and finally left this dark world on the night of family reunion. In her lifetime, she can only have beautiful dreams, but dreams are dreams, never become a reality... I can't help but be filled with deep sympathy for the little girl, and happy for her to get rid of this dark life.

Read and read, the scene of last year’s big picture reappears. I was reading this book before the dinner last year. Suddenly, the smell of a roast chicken came out, did Andersen also have Christmas today? "Nerd!" Dad said with a smile. "Look at you, can the book be eaten? Don't you watch the book for years?!" He pushed me, and then I realized that today is the year 30. Isn't that aroma coming from the dinner table? There are already fragrant spiced ducks, delicious and delicious West Lake vinegar fish, as well as egg dumplings and fish balls. Dad is still making silk apples! "Come and try new clothes!" Mom shouted. I tried new clothes and looked at the bright lights. I thought: Isn't this the paradise that the little girl wants? I can't wait to insert my wings at once, flew to her side, and brought her to my house, let her share this happiness with me, then she will feel how happy she is. However, she has left the world after all...

After a while, I finished reading this book. I don't think it is a taste. The poor little girl who sells matches is always in my mind. Think about how poor children live in hunger and cold, in contrast, how happy we are now living in a socialist country! I sincerely thank the great party and the superior socialist system!

Fourth grade: Happy Ya Ya