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The beggar is still in my memory.
Now the streets are better managed, and there are fewer people begging. However, some people who are desperate for money will still put down their dignity and ask passers-by for a little money.
When I went to Fuzhou during the Spring Festival, I saw a hateful picture. In the evening, my family went out shopping. When I arrived at the entrance of Dongjie, I saw a large group of people gathered there, so I leaned over to see that it was a middle-aged woman, kneeling on the ground begging with a skinny baby, and a broken blanket was spread next to it, and a skinny boy with scratching and suppuration marks on his arms was lying on it.
In front of the middle-aged woman, there was a broken bowl, and her tragic experience was written in chalk on the ground, which made people cry. I looked at the child, so young, when we were so young, which one was not the love of his parents. But he, at a young age, followed his mother to beg every day, exposed to the wind and sun.
I pulled out the twenty dollars I had in my pocket, put it in a broken bowl, and walked away. I looked back, and there were many people who had also reached out to help. After a few hours, we're going back.
On the way back, I suddenly saw a middle-aged woman, she had changed into a new dress, put on beautiful shoes, her hair was well combed, and she was carrying a leather bag in her hand, which was very gorgeous. She walked into a clothing store, picked out a dress that looked luxurious, and opened her purse, revealing a lot of change, ten dollars, twenty dollars, all the money she had just begged for. I was indignant in my heart:
Why is this middle-aged woman's heart so ruthless, she takes such a young child to the street to beg, hungry and thin, and she spends a lot of money to buy luxury goods, she doesn't care about her dignity, but also thinks about her child, how can the child be upright in front of others in the future! People's hearts are made of flesh, and she used her child's life in exchange for everyone's sympathy for money, which is so vicious!
This incident has always been buried in the depths of my memory and has never been forgotten. As soon as I thought of this, I gritted my teeth angrily, I hope that there will be more benevolent people in the society, and fewer black-hearted people.
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That person, stay in the depths of my memory! 》
She sings beautifully. That person, she loves to sing. The singing voice she sings is really heavenly!
She is the person I met in Yiwu Riverside Park. That should still be, during last year's winter break. At the time, my dad, along with my brother, was running. Early in the morning, we were exercising in the morning, and by the way, we ran to the river to play, and unfortunately met her.
She is about 20 years old, dressed very simply, and it can be seen that she was born in a rural family. From the big bags and small bags hanging on her body, it can be seen that she should come here every day to practice her voice.
At that time, as soon as my brother saw her, he shouted at us: "Look, there's a stupid girl there!" ”
When Dad heard this, he immediately scolded: "You are stupid! You didn't listen to how good she sang, can you? ”
My brother was silent for a moment. I listened to my father's reasoning, she sang really well, and I was fascinated by it. She faced the river and sang loudly, singing mostly melodic "Xia Riba people" folk songs, including five golden flowers, Liu Sanjie's duet, the magical Jiuzhaigou, and Guilin's landscape ...... the world
Dad is also envious, what a beautiful thing it is to sing in such an elegant environment. For a long time, we stood by the river, listening to her singing, and we couldn't help but think about it in ......
I looked at her curiously, only to see that she had long black hair, a pink bow, a black and bright ** black red face, and with the melody of singing, wisps of "fairy energy" floated out of her lips.
Although she is not beautiful, and even a little bloated and fat, her heart should be extremely light and bright!
I think that in the park, there are so many people who exercise in the morning, all of them stop and listen, and they all hear her natural voice, and they probably have different deep feelings!
For a long, long time, we reluctantly listened to her wonderful ** running away ......
Although we only met once, her beautiful singing voice still echoed in my ears from time to time. Also, her simple dress is very distinctive, and it can be seen at a glance that she is a migrant child of an ethnic minority in Yunnan. Perhaps, when she was young, she came to Yiwu International Trade City to pan for gold.
The sound of heaven actually came from a working girl, not from the elegant ** palace, which shocked and surprised me!
I still remember the relationship vividly, so I can't forget her ......
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