《賣火柴的小女孩》是丹麥著名童話故事作家安徒生的一篇著名的童話故事，發表於1846年。主要講了一個賣火柴的小女孩在富人閤家歡樂，舉杯共慶的大年夜凍死在街頭的故事。以下是小編收集整理的兒童雙語閱讀:賣火柴的小女孩，歡迎閱讀與收藏。
兒童雙語閱讀:賣火柴的小女孩 篇1
It was dreadfully cold, it was snowing fast, and almost dark; the evening----the last evening of the old year was drawing in. But, cold and dark as it was, a poor little girl, with bare head and feet, was still wandering about the streets. When she left her home she had slippers on, but they were much too large for her; indeed, properly, they belonged to her mother, and had dropped off her feet whilst1 she was running very fast across the road, to get out of the way of two carriages. One of the slippers was not to be found, the other had been snatched up by a little boy, who ran off with it thinking it might serve him as a doll's cradle.
天氣非常非常冷，雪下得很大，夜幕已降臨。這是舊年最後的一夜——除夕之夜。儘管天氣是那麼的寒冷和黑暗，一個貧窮的小女孩，光頭赤腳仍在大街上徘徊。當她離家出門的時候，腳上穿著一雙拖鞋，那是一雙相當大的拖鞋——的確太大了，那是她媽媽穿著合適的一雙拖鞋。當她匆忙橫穿馬路的時候，兩輛馬車飛快地闖過來，嚇得她把拖鞋跑丟了。一隻怎麼也找不到，另一隻被一個小男孩搶跑了。他想，這隻鞋可以當做玩具娃娃睡覺的搖籃。
So the little girl now walked on, her bare feet quite red and blue with the cold. She carried a small bundle of matches in her hand, and a good many more in her tattered apron. No one had bought any of them the live long day; no one had given her a single penny. Trembling with cold and hunger crept she on, the picture of sorrow: poor little child!
the snow-flakes fell on her long, fair hair, which curled in such pretty ringlets over her shoulders; but she thought not of her own beauty, or of the cold. Lights were glimmering through every window, and the savoir of roast goose reached her from several houses; it was New Year's eve, and it was of this that she thought.
現在這小女孩只好光著腳在街上行走，一雙腳步凍得又紅又青。她那破舊的圍裙兜著許多火柴，手裡還拿著一小捆。可整整一天誰也沒有向她買過一根——誰也沒有給她一個銅板。她又餓又冷，哆哆嗦嗦地向前走著，這是一幅非常悽慘的景象：可憐的小姑娘!
雪花落在她那金黃色的頭髮上——長長的捲髮披散在肩上，看起來十分美麗，可她想不到自己的漂亮。從每扇窗子透出的亮光和飄出的烤鵝肉香味，使她想起的只是今天是除夕之夜。
In a corner formed by two houses, one of which projected beyond the other. She sat down, drawing her little feet close under her, but in vain, she could not warm them. She dared not go home, she had sold no matches, earned not a single penny, and perhaps her father would beat her， besides her home was almost as cold as the street， it was an attic; and although the larger of the many chinks in the roof were stopped up with straw and rags. the wind and snow often penetrated through. Her hands were nearly dead with cold; one little match from her bundle would warm them. Perhaps, if she dared light it, she drew one out, and struck it against the wall, bravo! it was a bright, warm flame, and she held her hands over it. It was quite an illumination for that poor little girl; nay,1 call it rather a magic taper, for it seemed to her as though she was sitting before a large iron-stove with brass ornaments, so beautifully blazed the fire within! The child stretched out her feet to warm them also; alas, in an instant the flame had died away, the stove vanished, the little girl sat cold and comfortless, with the burnt match in her hand.
街邊一前一後坐落著兩座房子，形成一個小牆角，她蹲在牆角里，把一雙小腳捲縮到身下坐了下來，可是沒有用，她還是不覺得暖和。她不敢回家，因為她還沒有賣掉一根火柴，沒有掙到一個銅板，她的父親也許會因此打她，況且她家幾乎和大街上一樣冷。那是一間閣樓，雖然屋頂上幾個較大的裂口用草和破布堵住了，可風和雪還是不時地灌進來，她那雙小手差不多凍僵了。她想，只要她敢抽出一根火柴，在牆上擦燃，就可以暖手，終於她抽出了一根。哧!火柴燃起來了，冒出了火苗。當她雙手覆在上面時，它變成了一朵光明、溫暖的火焰，象一根奇妙的小蠟燭。小姑娘覺得自己象坐在一個大火爐旁邊一樣，鐵爐鑲有錚亮的黃銅花邊和底座。火燒得多麼旺，多麼好啊!小姑娘剛剛伸出她的一雙腳，打算暖一下的時候，哎呀!這是怎麼樣一回事兒?火焰忽然熄滅了!火爐也不見了。她坐在那兒，手裡捏著那燒過的火柴，又回到了寒冷和孤單之中。
A second match was struck against the wall; it kindles and blazed, and wherever its light fell the wall became transparent as a veil. The little girl could see into the room within. She saw the table spread with a snow-white damask cloth, whereon were ranged shining china-dishes; the roast goose stuffed with apples and dried plums stood at one end, smoking hot, and which was pleasantest of all to see;the goose, with knife and fork still in her breast, jumped down from the dish, and waddled along the floor right up to the poor child. The match was burnt out, and only the thick, hard wall was beside her.
她又擦著一根火柴，火柴燃起來了，發出了明亮的光。牆上那塊被火光照著的地方，忽然變得透明，象一塊薄紗。小女孩可以看到房間的東西，桌上鋪著雪白的檯布，上面放著精緻的瓷碟，還有填滿梅子和蘋果、冒著熱氣、香噴噴的烤鵝。最美妙的是看見了——這隻背上插著刀叉的鵝從盤裡跳了出來，搖搖擺擺地在地板上走著，一直向這個可憐的小姑娘走來。就在這時，火柴熄滅了，留在她面前的，只是一堵又厚又冷的牆。
兒童雙語閱讀:賣火柴的小女孩 篇2
She kindled a third match. Again shot up the flame; and now she was sitting under a most beautiful Christmas tree ,far larger, and far more prettily decked out, than the one she had seen last Christmas eve through the glass doors of the rich merchant's house. Hundreds of wax-tapers lighted up the GREen branches, and tiny painted figures, such as she had seen in the shop-windows, looked down from the tree upon her. The child stretched out her hands towards them in delight, and in that moment the lights of the match warm quenched; still, however, the Christmas candles burned higher and higher， she beheld them beaming like stars in heaven; one of them fell, the lights streaming behind it like a long, fiery tail.
她擦著了第三根火柴，又冒出了火焰。現在她覺得正坐在非常美麗的聖誕樹下面，比上次聖誕節透過那富商家的玻璃門看到的`那株還要大、還要美。這株樹的綠枝上點燃著許許多多的蠟燭，顏色瑰麗的圖畫，就象櫥窗裡掛著的那些一樣漂亮，彷彿在向她眨眼。小姑娘把兩隻手伸過去，火柴又熄滅了。然而聖誕樹上的燭光越升越高。她看到它們變成了明亮的星星，有一顆落下來，在天上劃出一道長長的火絲。
“Now some one is dying,” said the little girl, softly, for she had been told by her old grandmother， the only person who had ever been kind to her, and who was now dead that whenever a star falls an immortal spirit returns to the God who gave it.
She struck yet another match against the wall; it flamed up, and surrounded by its light, appeared before her that same dear grandmother, gentle and loving as always, but bright and happy as she had never looked during her lifetime.
“現在又有一個什麼人死了。”小姑娘說。因為她的老祖母——一個唯一待她好的人，現在已經死了，曾經告訴過她，天上落下一顆星，地上就有一個靈魂回到曾賦於他生命的上帝那裡去。
她在牆上又擦了一根火柴，火光把四周照亮了。在亮光裡，親愛的和生前一樣的祖母出現了。她依然是那麼的慈愛和溫和，然而那快活和幸福的樣子卻是她生前從未有過的。
兒童雙語閱讀:賣火柴的小女孩 篇3
“Grandmother!” exclaimed the child, “oh, take me with you! I know thou1 wilt2leave me as soon as the match goes out， thou wilt vanish like warm fire in the stove, like the splendid New Year's feast, like the beautiful large Christmas tree!” and she hastily lighted all the remaining matches in the bundle, last her grandmother should disappear. And the matches burned with such a blaze of splendor, that noon day could scarcely have been brighter. Never had the good old grandmother looked so tall and stately, so beautiful and kind; she took the little girl in her arms, and they both flew together-higher, till they were in that place where neither cold, nor hunger, nor pain, is ever known， they were in paradise.
“奶奶!”小姑娘叫了起來，“啊!把我帶走吧!我知道這火柴一熄滅，你就會象爐中溫暖的火焰，豐盛的新年飯食，美麗的大聖誕樹一樣地不見了!”她急忙把剩下的一束火柴都擦著了，生怕祖母走了，這束火柴發出強烈的光芒，照得比白天還要亮。祖母從來沒有象現在這樣顯得高大、美麗和親切。她把小姑娘抱起來，摟在懷裡。她們倆在光明和快樂飛走了，越飛越高，飛到既沒有寒冷，又沒有飢餓和憂愁的地方——那就是極樂世界。
But in the cold morning hour, crouching in the corner of the wall, the poor little girl was found：her cheeks glowing, her lips smiling， frozen to death on the last night of the old Year. The New Year's sun shone on the lifeless child; motionless she sat there with the matches in her lap, one bundle of them quite burnt out.
“She has been trying to warm herself, poor thing!” the people said， but no one knew of the sweet visions she had beheld, or how gloriously she and her grandmother were celebrating their New Year's festival.
直到寒冷的早晨，人們發現一個可憐的小姑娘蜷縮在牆角里，她雙頰通紅，嘴脣上帶著微笑，她已經在舊年的除夕凍死了。新年的太陽升起來了，照在她那小小的身體上!她一動也不動地坐在那裡，手中還捏著火柴，其中一捆已經完全燒光了。
“可憐的孩子!她是想把自己暖一下呀!”然而卻沒有人知道，她曾看到過多麼美妙的東西，她曾多麼快樂地跟祖母在一起歡度新年佳節!
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作者簡介
漢斯·克里斯蒂安·安徒生（1805－1875）是一個將民間傳說、道德說教和幽默詼諧與他自己的非凡想象力結合起來的丹麥作家，他創作的童話故事不僅對兒童而且對成年人同樣具有重要意義。他出生在Odense城的貧民窟。他的父親是一名鞋匠，但受過良好的教育。
1837年印刷的第三卷童話故事包括了《美人魚》（The Little Mermaid）和《皇帝的新裝》（The Emperor's New Clothes）。安徒生其它著名的童話故事有《醜小鴨》、《打火匣》（The Tinderbox）、《小克勞斯和大克勞斯》（LittleClausand Big Claus）、《豌豆公主》、《白雪皇后》（The Snow Queen）、《夜鶯》（The Nightingale）、《堅定的錫兵》（The Steadfast Tin Soldier）。