The Little Match Girl (中英对照)
五代十国楚国-是中国特色社会主义最本质的特征
THE LITTLE MATCH GIRL
卖火柴的小女孩
Most
terribly
cold
it
was;
it
snowed,
and
was
nearly
quite
dark,
and
evening
--the
last
evening of the
year. In this cold and darkness there went along
the street a poor little girl,
bareheaded, and with naked feet. When
she left home she had slippers on, it is true; but
what was the good of that They were
very large slippers, which her mother had hitherto
worn; so large were they; and the poor
little thing lost them as she scuffled away across
the street, because of two carriages
that rolled by dreadfully fast.
One slipper was nowhere to
be found; the other had been laid hold of by an
urchin,
and off he ran with it; he
thought it would do capitally for a cradle when he
some day or
other should have children
himself. So the little maiden walked on with her
tiny naked feet,
that were quite red
and blue from cold.
She carried a quantity of matches in an
old apron, and she held a bundle of them in
her hand. Nobody had bought anything of
her the whole livelong day; no one had given
her a single
farthing.
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She crept along trembling
with cold and hunger--a very picture of sorrow,
the poor
little thing!
The flakes of snow covered
her long fair hair, which fell in beautiful curls
around her
neck;
but
of
that,
of
course,
she
never
once
now
thought.
From
all
the
windows
the
candles were gleaming, and it smelt so
deliciously of roast goose, for you know it was
New Year's Eve; yes, of that she
thought.
In a
corner formed by two houses, of which one advanced
more than the other, she
seated herself
down and cowered together. Her little feet she had
drawn close up to her,
but she grew
colder and colder, and to go home she did not
venture, for she had not sold
any
matches and could not bring a farthing of money:
from her father she would certainly
get
blows, and at home it was coldtoo, for above her
she had only the roof, through which
the wind whistled, even though the
largest cracks were stopped up with straw and
rags.
Her
little hands were almost numbed with cold. Oh! a
match might afford her aworld
of
comfort, if she only dared take a single one out
of the bundle, draw it against the wall,
and warm her fingers by it. She drew
one out.
warm, bright flame, like a
candle, asshe held her hands over it: it was a
wonderful light. It
seemed really to
the little maiden as though she were sitting
before a large iron stove, with
burnished
brass
feet
and
a
brass
ornament
at
top.
The
fire
burned
with
such
blessed
influence;
it
warmed
so
delightfully.
The
little
girl
had
already
stretched
out
her
feet
to
warm
them
too;
but--the
small
flame
went
out,
the
stove
vanished:
she
had
only
the
remains
of the burnt-out match in her hand.
She rubbed another against
the wall: it burned brightly, and where the
lightfell on the
wall, there the wall
became transparent like a veil, so that she could
see into the room. On
the table was
spread a snow-white tablecloth; upon it was a
splendid porcelain service,
and the
roast goose was steaming famouslywith its stuffing
of apple and dried plums. And
what was
still more capital to behold was, the goose hopped
down from the dish, reeled
about
on
the
floor
with knife
and
fork
in
its
breast,
till
it
came
up
to
the
poor
little
girl;
when--the match went
out and nothing but the thick, cold, damp wall was
leftbehind. She
lighted another match.
Now there she was sitting under the most
magnificent Christmas
tree: it was
still larger, and more decorated than the one
which she had seen through the
glass
door in the rich merchant's house.
Thousands of lights were
burning on the green branches, and gaily-colored
pictures,
such as she had seen in the
shop-windows, looked down upon her.
The little maiden
stretched
out her hands
towards them when--the match
wentout.
The
lights
of
the
Christmas
tree
rose
higher
and
higher,
she
saw
them nowas
stars
in
heaven;
one fell down and formed a long trail of fire.
who
had loved her, and who was now no more, had told
her, that when a star falls, a soul
ascends to God.
She drew another match against the
wall: it was again light, and in the lustrethere
stood the old grandmother, so bright
and radiant, so mild, and with such an expression
of
love.
match burns out; you vanish
like the warm stove, like the delicious roast
goose, and like
the
magnificent
Christmas
tree!
And
she
rubbed
the
whole
bundle
of matches
quickly
against the wall,
for she wanted to be quite sure ofkeeping her
grandmother near her. And
the matches
gave such a brilliant lightthat it was brighter
than at noon-day: never formerly
had
the grandmother been so beautiful and so tall. She
took the little maiden, on her arm,
and
both flew in brightness and in joy so high, so
very high, and then above wasneither
cold, nor hunger, nor anxiety--they
were with God.
But in the corner, at the cold hour of
dawn, sat the poor girl, with rosy cheeks and with
a smiling mouth, leaning against the
wal--frozen to death on the last evening of the
old
year. Stiff and stark sat the child
there with her matches, of which one bundle had
been
burnt.
what beautiful
things shehad seen; no one even dreamed of the
splendor in which, with
her grandmother
she had entered on the joys of a new year.
卖火柴的小女孩
天气冷得可怕。
< br>正在下雪，
黑暗的夜幕开始垂下来了。
这是这年最后的一
夜
——
新年的
前夕。
< br>在这样的寒冷和黑暗中，
有一个光头赤脚的小女孩正在街上走着。是的，她离开家
的
时候还穿着一双拖鞋，
但那又有什么用呢？那是一双非常大的
拖鞋
——
那么大，
最近她妈妈
一直在穿着。
当她匆忙地越过街道的时候，
两辆
马车飞奔着闯过来，
弄得小姑娘把鞋跑落了。
有一只她怎样也寻
不到，
另一只又被一个男孩子捡起来，
拿着逃走了。
男孩子还说，等他将
来有孩子的时候，可以把它当做一个摇篮来使用。
现在小姑
娘只好赤着一双小脚走。
小脚已经冻得发红发青了。
她有许多火
柴包在一个旧
围裙里；她手中还拿着一扎。这一整天谁也没有向她买过一根；谁也没有给
她一个铜板。
< br>可怜的小姑娘！
她又饿又冻得向前走，
简直是一幅愁苦的
画面。
雪花落到她金黄的长头
发上
——
它卷曲地散落在她的肩上，
看上去非常美丽。
< br>不过她并没有想到自己漂亮。
所有的
窗子都射出光来，街
上飘着一股烤鹅肉①的香味。的确，这是除夕。她在想这件事情。
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①烤鹅肉是丹麦圣诞节和除夕晚餐中的一个主菜。
那儿有两座房子，
其中一座房子比另一座更向街心伸出一点，
她便在这个墙角里坐下来，