The little girl, the little girl, sold her

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It's very cold, it starts with snowfall The last evening of the year covered in the dark. In this darkness and cold, a poor girl is walking around the streets with her landlady, her job is to sell her landlessly.

In this incident, the girl has no thick clothes on her face, she is walking on the street in the streets and trying to sell the country. However, before leaving the house, there was one pair of shoes on his legs. They were his mother and the size was very big. When the girl was crossing the road a carriage of horses was running fast. When he ran in the crowd, the shoes fell off the two legs.

He did not find a shoe. And another shoe ran away with a wicked boy and ran away and said when he would marry and be in his boyhood, then he would make a baby shove with this shoe.

In the thin finfin, the old girl started walking with blue and red feet in the cold. In his pockets, a number of matchless strips and a handful of hands are also available. Today, he has not sold any of his days, no one has given him a penny.

The little girl saw light in the windows of the windows in the windows of the house. The flavor of the baked duck is flowing in the air. He remembered the day before the new year. He took refuge in the middle of the two houses.

Today, he is very afraid to return home, not being sold in a single country. She thought that her father must hit him very much. And their house is also very cold, there is nothing left to save on the head except cold on the head.

The girl's small hand was completely frozen in two coolnesses. He pulled out a brochure from the pocket and lit the light on the wall. In the moment, Alotukui brought a smile on his face. He spread his cold legs beside two light to warm them. But the moment was left out of the country.

He burned another country. The snow on the side wall is like a clear glass. And through him he looked like a mirror, a duck roast on the table inside the house, the apple in it and the dry kismash. At the moment the light went out, and only in front of the cold and damp wall.

He again made a nationwide fight. He thought he was sitting under a beautiful Christmas tree. How beautiful the light shining on the tree The girl stretched her hand, but she left.

Christmas lights rose high and looked at him as if he were shining like a star. He saw a star falling from the sky. He remembered that his grandmother said that they were falling asleep, and somebody's soul was going to God.

The girl again burned a scar on the wall. And she saw her dead grandmother in front of her, grandmother was calling her to meet her beloved hands.

The girl cried and said, "Grandma, you take me with me. I know that when you go out of the light, you will not see me again. "She said that all the nationals burned her. She saw her grandmother grow brighter and bigger. He lifted his granddaughter in the lap, then they gradually collapsed in the sky forever.

There is only light and joy there. There is nothing like winter, hunger and pain. Because they are now with the Creator.

The next morning, everyone saw the girl lying on the wall and stuck in the wall. Breath two cheeks but smile on the face. The new year's sunlight has come in the body of its last year's snow-covered icecream.

Someone said, "The girl wanted a little warmth in this winter." No one knows how beautiful scenes she has seen, and with her grandmother reaching the light empire, how happy she is celebrating the first day of the new year.

Translator's words: Denmark's world-famous poet and writer Hans Christian Anderson (1805-1875). In 1845, this book was first published in Danish. This story has been translated into many languages ​​all over the world. Anderson is famous for his two reasons, his fairy tale, another of his travel diary.