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月光如银,洒落到海滨的沙滩上,洒落到风婆婆的发髻上,眉宇间,凉凉的。风婆婆刚刚从海面上救了一条渔船,受到了渔民顶礼膜拜,正洋洋得意地跳着老人迪士科,猛然看见草地上火柴姑娘头上着火了,说时迟,那时快,风婆婆赶紧轻嘘一口气,将火吹灭了,关切地说:“小姑娘,年纪轻轻的,怎么就自焚啊,我要是再晚来一步,你就化为灰烬了。还不快来谢我?”火柴姑娘含着眼泪哽咽着:“风婆婆,你可把我害苦了!”“什么?我害了你,你,你,你把我的一片好心,全当成了驴肝肺了!这年头,唉……”火柴姑娘捂着烧伤的半边头,悲咽着:“我生命的价值就在于燃烧啊,我所追求的就是把我的光和热全
The moonlight was like silver, and it spilled onto the beach on the seashore. It was sprinkled on the hairpin of the wind mother, and it was cool and cool between the brows. The windy mother-in-law had just saved a fishing boat from the sea and was greeted by the fishermen. She was jumping proudly at the old man Diske. He suddenly saw a match girl on the grass caught on fire. She said that it was too late, and then her mother-in-law quickly hurried. Taking a light breath and extinguishing the fire, he said with concern: “Little girl, young, how can I set myself on fire, and if I take one more night, you will be ashes. Don’t you thank me?” The matchmaker sobbed with tears. “Big wind, you can hurt me!” “What? I harmed you, you, you, you put my kindness, all as donkey liver lungs! This year, ......” The match-girl glared at the half of the burn, and sorrowfully said: “The value of my life is burning, and what I seek is to turn my light and heat into fullness.”