The cold wind roared, sweeping the temperature of every pedestrian. Almost all the animals walking in the team are hunched and walking quickly with their hands in their pockets. But no one noticed him under the overpass. He was lying under the overpass in the weather of MINUS seven or eight degrees. His rags are enough to show that he is a beggar. Suddenly, a yellow figure jumped into this winter and came towards him. "Uncle, there are scallion cakes here, which are hot!" "Beautiful children's voices sounded, and the child looked up and handed him the food carefully." Eat, uncle, it won't be so cold after eating. "

Looking at the children's sincere smiling faces, this winter is no longer so cold.