What would you say to the little match girl if she came among us?

There she is. Little Lisa, a little match girl, came to my house. She was barefoot and dressed in rags, and her yellow and thin face showed fear. I rushed to meet her and looked at little Lisa carefully, with tears in my eyes. This is the little girl written by Grandpa Andersen. What a poor little girl! She will be happy to come to our country. I want to tell her that we have no hunger, cold and pain here. "Little Lisa, this is my most beautiful Adidas, let you wear it!" "This is the Transformers my mother bought for me, so I will give it to you to play!" "..." A voice interrupted my meditation, and a pair of warm little hands reached out to Little Lisa, and everything was in front of Little Lisa. I thought little Lisa would jump for joy, but on the contrary, she waved her hand again and again and fell back in fear: "No, no, big brother, young master, I don't want it, I have no money, I have no money, wait until I sell the matches and save enough money to buy it!" "Sister Lisa, this is from us!" I said it again. She is holding these gifts in her hand, and her hands are shaking all the time. I dressed her in the latest Adidas, and she looked even more beautiful. I hugged her, and the camera took this beautiful shot with a click. I suddenly remembered a song and said happily to little Lisa, "Little Lisa, shall I teach you to sing?" Little Lisa is very happy in the new middle school: "I haven't sung since grandma died." Now I can sing! " "But I am sad again:" No, no, you will laugh at me. " "No, I'll teach you to sing Jay Chou's nunchakus." I taught her to sing word for word as I spoke. She studied very hard and soon learned it. She sang seriously: "Hehe, use nunchakus quickly ..." She clenched her fist and her eyes were full of hope. Little Lisa lives happily in my house, always smiling. "Ding a bicycle bell rang, and uncle postman came. As soon as I saw it, ah, an article I wrote won the first prize in the composition competition and gave me a manuscript fee. I stared at the money order. Yes, I used the money to buy a mp3 for little Lisa, so that she can surf the Internet like us, and she will jump with joy! I took him to my computer, told her to sit next to me, and mysteriously said, "Little Lisa, guess what this is?" Little Lisa looked at me curiously and shook her head. I turned on the switch and said, "This is the computer, the best toy of our time. You can surf the Internet here, watch what you want to see, listen to what you want to hear and play games. I will teach you how great the photos are. " Little Lisa cried happily, "Can I play, too?" "yes! "I'm glad to see little Lisa, and I'm happy, too. I opened Baidu with joy, typed in "Little Match Girl" and smiled and said to her, "Little Lisa, little Lisa, your story is written on it. "She listened and smiled shyly." Brother Niubi, Brother Niubi, please teach me to type! "Little Lisa begged me." What? "I was surprised to ask," well, "little Lisa cocked his head and wanted to think," it's good to write about socialist countries. You are so happy and so kind to me. There is no cold, no pain, no hunger here. I want to type, I want to type. "She asked me to teach her to type, and I taught her one pinyin and one pinyin ... She suddenly said to me," Brother Niu Nose, Grandpa Andersen has passed away, and I am no longer the poor little match girl written by Grandpa Andersen. Now, I am cold and have clothes to wear; Hungry, eat something. I want to tell people all over the world that I have a good time in China! Come and help me write another fairy tale, and write a happy fairy tale! "As soon as I heard this, I happily picked up a pen and wrote a happy fairy tale.

(Hehe, just write casually, laugh)