A Beggar
Have you ever seen an old beggar sitting him or her down and crying,even kneeling down when go shopping?
Though it all the purpose is the money,I couldn’t forget that summer at a rainy day,I held my umbrella and walked in the street,there were few people in the street,only a few more shops,the breeze was chilly,but a kneeling old lady caught my attention.She was with torn clothes and over eighty years old.A weak old lady with all grey hair and cracked lips.Her face was deeply lined with anxious eyes,I saw her helplessness and hopelessness,but I couldn’t help her.She spoke softly in a quivering voice,but the words,just repeat”Please help me,please,please...”
Due to sympathy,I walked up to her and gave her five yuan,then I asked her”Where are your children?Where are you family?”.She had no answer,after a while she told me she was a farmer and had two children and a happy family,but when her children grow up and went to the big city,they became another person,they liked money,they were addicted to power,they had no humanity…Finally her voice got lower and lower,just choked with sobs.
Did we change the world,or the world change us?Why we can be such a man like that?Is money represent everything?Individually,we should think carefully about our pursuits,our duties and ourselves.
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