One day during a Spring Festival, I wastaking a walk near my house when suddenly there came a voice. "Excuse me,sir," I turned around and saw an old beggar(乞丐). "Have you1somemoney, about fifty yuan, around here? I lost it just now." He looked at meand2 myreply. "Sorry, I haven't." I answered. He went away saying in a lowvoice. " Where is it?3should I do now? I really need themoney."
I could sense that he was4.Then I got an idea. I look out a fifty yuan note(纸币) and dropped it on the ground. "Here! Here is the money!" I picked it up and5 it to him. Then I walked towards my house.
A week later, on a snowy afternoon, I heardsomeone knocking at the door. It was the old beggar with a heavy bag on hisshoulder. He put down the bag6 andsaid. " Thank you so much. I knew you gave me your own7 that day, for the money I lost was in change(零钱). But my wife was8 , and I really needed it to buy some medicinefor her. So I didn't return it to you." He added. " I have nothing topay for your9. Here's some rice I got from door todoor for your children. As the saying goes. 'A child who is fed by manyfamilies grows stronger.' I will be pleased10you like it."Hearing his words, my wife and I were so moved that tears ran down our faces.