One day, while I was sitting in my car in a parking area, I noticed a young boy in front of my car. "What is the boy doing?" I asked myself and looked closely. "Oh, he is picking up a coin from the ground?" When he stood up, we saw each other clearly. He was about ten years old and was wearing one blue glove and one brown glove. His coat was too small for him.
As he walked away, I saw his shoes, which were too old to wear. I rolled down my window and called him over. He stopped and turned around to look at me. I asked him if he needed some money. He replied, "No. That's okay." The parking area was wet. I could tell that his feet were cold because he kept moving his weight from one foot to the other. "Please," I held out a five-dollar bill (纸币)."It's not much, but when the money is shared, it is much more useful," I said. After hearing my kind words, he took off one of his gloves and reached for the money. His small hand was red and cold. He smiled and went away after saying "Thank you" to me. That smile made me feel warm from the bottom of my heart in the cold winter.
