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Seeing begging


Today, I went to the street and saw so many beggars. My heart was really uncomfortable. Zhumen’s wine smelly road had frozen bones. What happened to this society? My mother threw him a piece of money and fell to the ground. When I picked it up, When I arrived in his hand, I saw the five-finger twisted unskilled hand. I really think that we are too happy. I feel embarrassed. We only gave him a dollar. In such a rude manner, I am sorry for him. . I think we should help them as much as possible.

On the way back, I saw an old man begging to a young woman who was wearing a lipstick and was not looking at the old man. The old man could only helplessly walk over. I had a word in my mind at the time: the clothing of the beast. Although I think it is a bit ambiguous in terms of meaning, I think it is more appropriate to describe the scene at that time. But the old man, even if there is no blood relationship, has the Chinese nation respected the old and loved the past since ancient times? Such a woman, the appearance of good looks and what is the use, it is nothing but gold and jade, ruined it. Finally, on the way back, I saw another old man squatting. His action of worshipping deeply touched my heart. I actually thought that people should be a day, two, and three parents. No one else. But I forgot that the people are eating for the sky.

Many people may say that these tricks are deceptive. In fact, sometimes I will see some young and strong deaf people begging. That is, I will feel that you don’t lack your feet and you don’t have your own hands. Earn it, but if it is not forced to a certain degree by life, who will be willing to leave dignity to be a person who bows to others.

I only hope that everyone can give a little love and make the world a better place.

First day: July fire

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