Once upon a time, there was a little candle standing in a room 1 other candles. Most of other candles were much 2 and more beautiful than her. She had no idea why she was there, and the other candles made her feel rather 3 and not important. She wanted to leave away.
When the sun went down and the room began to get 4, she noticed a man walking toward her with a box of matches (火柴). She thought that the man was going to set her on fire. No, no! she cried in fear, ―Don't 5 me, please! But she knew that she could not be heard, so she got prepared for the pain that would surely follow.
To her surprise, the room was full of light. She wondered where it came from since the man extinguished (熄灭) his fire stick. To her 6, she realized that the light came from her. Then the man struck another match and, one by one, lit the other 7 in the room. Each one gave out the same light. Over the next few hours, she 8 that her wax(蜡) was beginning to flow slowly. She knew that she would 9 die, and finally understood why she had been created. My 10 in my life is to give out light until I die, she said. And that's exactly what she did.
