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10.10.2019 08:38
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dog ??carefully went forward, smelled it, and began to eat it. I hesitated, and finally opened my mouth: "Grandma, this dog..." The words were interrupted before they were finished. It is still the sentence. Calm and calm. "This is also a life." I stunned God, and the sky was unknowingly dark Cigarettes Online. The street light also lit up. The old man crouched beside the tree and watched the stray dog ??eat, and his eyes were full of love. Under the moon, the shadows of the trees are mottled. Under the illumination of the roadside lights, the old man seems to be a bit lonely. After a while, I heard the voice of the old man coming into my ear: "It is just a homeless animal, just looking for the warmth of the home." The old man seemed to sigh. It is still the sentence: "This is also a life." As he said, he touched the stray dog's head. The stray dogs who are full of food are also very docile at this time. I seem to understand something. I left quietly. On the way home, I couldn��t get there in my mind. Close your eyes, as if you can see the old man's breathlessly stop, and look at the stray dog ??with love. And, the phrase "This is also a life." The charity we usually say is only a material contribution. However, where is the charity that really can be kind? Far from the horizon, close at hand.Shakespeare once said; "Compassion is not out of reluctance. It is like a nectar from the sky. It is not only for those who are happy to be treated, but also for those who are happy to give." Charity is a must for everyone. Morality, it is around us, so simple. I still remember the hot summer sun, I still remember the small street that was so lively, remembering the old man who was full of vicissitudes of life. The gear of time was spinning fast and took me to that day. I saw him in a noisy crowd, about 60 years old, in a dilapidated hut that was only a few square meters, although the burning sun ruthlessly burned his old dark skin, even though the glittering sweat dripped. From the forehead rolling to the ground and then disappearing, he still worked hard to repair the car in his hands, and worked hard to maintain his livelihood with meager profits. "Well, no?" A middle-aged woman next to her, groaning impatiently, waving her hand to wind the wind, squinting at the technology of the old man repairing the car, frowning at the car that was dismembered and reassembled. It��s a lot of money. "This car is difficult to repair." The old man waved his sweat like a rain, got up in a difficult way Newport 100S, and his face floated with a loose smile. "I have repaired the cockroach, and the old man is angry with a anger. The old man also screamed, and immediately called When I lived with the woman, I should think that the old man would ask for more money for his hard work. He did not say anything, but the old man seemed to see through the hearts of women and smiled: "No money. "When I said it, I went down again. I looked at the old man who was blocked by the car, looked at the woman��s dodging eyes, and looked at her saying that she was blurted out and was swallowed back. Thanks. I also smiled: the heart of the old man." So beautiful! Charity, so simple to think of Shakespeare's famous saying, the old man seems to be the beautiful dew Marlboro Lights. His simple charity is to have a heart that affects others. When a person with charity, to do charity Things, even if you meet people who are not charitable, charity is as simple as that! |
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