The person who impressed me the most

In the bubble filled with me, beautiful memories, there is a bubble that is extraordinarily beautiful, with a person who impressed me the most - a grandmother.

It was a sunny winter afternoon. I walked on the way to the bookstore, and there were many pedestrians along the road. At this time, a fashionable young man walked and ate a cake and left a piece of wrapping paper. The piece of paper was circling at low altitude. I took a look, but I didn't go to it, I thought about it; it wasn't that I threw it, it didn't matter. Others just looked up at the piece of paper that V had to fall to the ground a little bit, not to mean it. Suddenly such a piece of waste paper on the clean road is particularly dazzling. But I still walked into the bookstore on my own.

When I was shopping for books, I saw through the glass window that your plastic sheet was thrown and moved a little bit with the wind. At this time. From a distance, a grandmother with a cane, she walked hard, bent and hunched. The wind blew the piece of paper to its feet. She looked down and looked around. After hesitating, she slowly bent down and picked up the piece of paper with a difficult hand; then she held the cane with her hand and stood up again and again, putting the paper of Zou Baba carefully into the trash. Next to the bucket, then she left...

Sixth grade: Zhang Lizhen