She lit the first match, and saw her lost motherland;
She lit the second match, and saw its great ideals;
She lit the third match, and saw her motherland’s aerospace pioneers driven by those ideals;
She lit the fourth match, and saw her long dead little sister Buran.
She was afraid that as the matches went out, these dreams would be lost forever; so she lit all she had left wishing that they stayed with her.
In the end, she died with a smile.
No one knows what beautiful scene she saw at the last moment of her life.【22.3.3-4】
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This was posted in reddit’s GenZedong from before the quarantine but I’ve never seen anyone post the short story based on The Little Match Girl that accompanied it.