Once upon a time a man had heard that in a place far away， there was a holy flame burning. So he left his home to find the holy flame and bring some back home. He thought， “When I have this light， then I will have happiness and all the people I love will have it too.”
　　 He travelled far， far away and at last found the holy flame， with which he lit his light. On his way back， he had only one worry that his light could go out.
　　 On his way home， he met someone who was freezing and didn’t have any fire and who begged him to give him some of his fire. The man with the light hesitated for a moment. Wasn’t his light too precious， too holy to be given away for something ordinary like that？ Despite these doubts， he decided to give some of his light to the one who was freezing in the darkness.
　　The man continued his journey home and when he had almost reached his house， a terrible thunderstorm started. He tried to protect his light from the rain， but in the end his light went out.
　　 It was impossible to return the long way back to the place where the holy flame was burning， and he wouldn’t have had enough strength to go back this far， but he was strong enough to return to the man whom he had helped… And with his light， he could light his own again.
　　 曾經有一个男人听说在一个遥远的地方那儿有一束圣火在燃烧。于是，他离开家去寻找那束圣火并带一些回家。他心想：“当我拥有这束圣火时，我将拥有幸福，并且所有我爱的人都会拥有。”
　　 他一直走了很远很远，终于找到了圣火，他用圣火点燃了自己的灯。在他回去的路上，他只担心一件事，他的灯可能会熄灭。
　　 在他回家的路上，他遇到了一个人。那个人已经冻得不行，又没有火，于是他向男人乞求分给他一些火。手持圣火的男人犹豫了一会，他的圣火难道不是非常珍贵非常神圣，怎么能因那么普通的事情就把它分给别人呢？尽管心有疑惑，他还是决定把圣火分给那个黑暗中受冻的人。
　　 男人继续回家的旅程，当他快要到家的时候，一阵可怕的暴风雨来了。他竭力保护他的圣火不被雨水淋着，可是，最后他的圣火还是熄灭了。
　　 折回到圣火燃烧的地方已经不可能，他也没有力气再走回那么远，但是他还有力气回到他刚才帮助过的那个男人那里……然后用他的火再次点亮自己的圣火。