One thing that moved

One day, my language test scored 100 points, and my parents were very happy. I deliberately pretended to be calm, but laughed in my heart. Because this KFC dinner is not mys!

After I arrived at KFC, I ordered this and ordered it. After a long wait, I am finally done! I ate it with great enthusiasm and happily picked up the little song. At this time, a harsh voice was introduced into the ear: "You are a small child, here is not a place to stay! You pollute the environment, it will seriously affect the appetite of others! You get out of me!" I follow the sound, A tall, uncle, uncle, yelled at a little boy dressed in shackles. And the little boy, who didn't seem to hear the uncle's harsh words, just silently watched the delicious food in people's mouth, a string of crystal clear saliva flowing from his mouth.

The little boy crawled everywhere. Suddenly, he picked up a plastic bottle that was discarded by a young lady. The little boy lifted the bottle high above his head and showed a proud smile on his face. At this time, his grandmother came over. The little boy was excited into the grandmother's arms, letting the kindly grandmother caress his hair.

At that moment, I was touched, and tears came out. The reward I got was to eat KFC once. The reward that the little boy received was a stroke of hair. But the same is that there is love in it.

Sixth grade: put a fireworks