Cold, the snow is falling, and the night's clamp crawl in. Today is the last day of the year. New year's Eve to welcome to the new year. In the cold cold, and fail. The little girlAnd in the hands still hold a large bundle No one will buy the match from her all day long. And no one for you but money. Poor baby walking head chills and hungry very pitiful!A corner of the little between the two houses. After one filed out into the street. More than one. Baby sit and reach there, little legs both coil curl beneath the body, though.Because sell not struck fire and a beggar is not money. My father and I will have to hit it. Home is extremely to cold, too. The roof covers over the head that is hardly at all. The wind was blowing in.The wind also bind to creep into it. Small hands. Both of my cold, pale numb with cold ah...The matches this tiny might make you you better. If you dare to pull it out and just only one stem only then struck against the wall. English for his own fingers warm baby pull out one stem matches. "Come on."It is an extremely bright flame and warm, like light candles small little hands protect it is the beacon wonderful.Magic.... you stick your foot out to ang it to warm up, but the flames, it went out. The fireplace was gone. Baby holding uninsured motorist clause fire and hold the in hand!New stem matches lit again. It burn fire bright. This time the wall which the light shine gloss to affect it becomes transparent, like a light wood pulp One can look through the room to see the table with a cloth clean unpavedSliding plate are roasted goose stuffed apple and prune the smoke to go up deliciously more wonderful than them. You roast goose jumped from toddler plate on the floor. The knife and fork for cutting stuck behind your back.
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