The seller: matches
.Cold, the snow is falling, and the night is coming up. Today is the last day of the year, new year's Eve to welcome the new year in, the cold cold. And the dark, in the street, there are a lot of people went out shopping.And in the midst of the back-and-forth of those people have little girl dressed in clothes. Old and dirty man walking along the road to sell matches, which is her career there.And hold it in hand. The big boy walked shouting matches for sale indefinitely. "Who want to stick with matches?.... the matches. Matches "
" you legs...Please kindly bought match for me, "she said, sell with two a mother and her daughter were walking past. With the hope that the two mother and daughter seems to be kind, you don't know that maybe she will receive mercy? It may be. "...How many is not all it, forget it. Ask for others to see. "No one bought the match from her throughout the day and no one give you even a penny. Poor little rat.Snowflake fluffy on Grand Island I long golden hair of her shoulders. Of course, I don't think for airscrew in their own right at all for it!
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