light

The lamp is a star, giving hope, candlelight to life - the inscription is deep in the night, there is no one around, I am riding a bicycle alone, maybe it is the reason for touching the scene, can not help but remind me of what happened a few months ago One thing.
It was a snowy night, the weather was unusually cold. I was on the way home to school. The car was riding fast. I wanted to get back home as soon as possible. Suddenly, I couldn’t move my car. I got off the bus. Look, it turned out that the car chain was broken. Helpless, had to face the wind and snow, walk along the road, I only hope someone will help me, but the surrounding black paint smeared, the sky is so cold, who will come out.
I gradually became desperate. I only pushed hard and pushed the car. I don’t know how long it took. I faintly saw a light. I blinked and found that it was true. Suddenly, my heart flowed through the warmth of the stock, and I caught hope. This inspiring lighting has brought me strength, and I can't help but speed up the pace...
When I got there, I found out that it was an old man who was repairing a car. With a faint light, I saw his wrinkled face, a pair of hands with old man who had been cracked... "Children, repairing a car." Is it a very old voice? "Well," I nodded and approached the car. "The car chain is broken, you have to change it." "Oh! Good." I replied. I saw him twitching out of the tool, chatting with me, repairing the car... "How, good." The old man who was repairing the car looked at the spinning wheel, slightly proud of it, "Children, 15 yuan." Suddenly, I stayed in the woods, this time the shame is lost, my face is flushed, and I have only 10 yuan in my hand. "Master, I only brought the money, multiplied... ...I will bring it to you tomorrow, OK?" I was upset. "You have studied so late, this time I am paying for you." If I am a big man, "Thank you, Master, I will bring you the money tomorrow."... The next day, I will go to the place where the car is repaired. It was discovered that he was no longer there. The people around him said: "He has no children, no one, no one is alone, and he is a family." I stayed there for a long time.
A faint light, an old man, a car stall. It is him - an old man who teaches me to be a man: optimistic and helpful, and fun; though the light is weak, it always brings me unlimited hope, giving me the courage to overcome difficulties and illuminating my life. .
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