That scene is a very ordinary scene, but it is also an unforgettable scene for me.

That day, it was drizzling, which made people feel a little cold. When I was walking in the street, I saw a woman in front with a little girl in her hand. She should be about two years old. Dressed in rags and dirty, he looked at the passing crowd with begging eyes. The child was black and thin, with his fingers in his mouth and the other hand covering his stomach. I think they haven't eaten for days. There are some onlookers around, and I can't help but stop and watch.

At this moment, a little boy of six or seven years old came over and looked at them with curious eyes. I heard a woman say, "Little friend, give us some money. We haven't eaten for days. Please have pity on us! " "I looked at the little girl again. At a young age, her eyes are not as carefree as those of children of that age, but it makes people feel that they have experienced many things. Look at that woman, her eyes are full of expectation, begging for the little boy silently. The little boy felt in his pocket, took out a crumpled five-dollar bill and handed it to the lady.

"Don't give it to her!" A beautiful young aunt said, "She is all right. Why not find a job and beg here? " People around began to talk about it: "Yes! It must be a lie! " "These people are really hateful, they will only pretend to be poor and gain sympathy from others! "The little boy hesitated and reached back.

A few minutes later, the little boy reached out his hand again and gave the woman the five yuan that had been caught by enthusiasm. I can only say in a sweet voice, "I believe her!" " "Let go.

I was shocked, everyone was shocked, and everyone was surprised at what the little boy had done. His words moved me even more. I thought the little boy would put away the five dollars and go shopping by himself, but I didn't expect him to give it to the woman after all. I can see how much the little boy trusts this woman and sympathizes with her at the same time! Everyone present also gave the money to the woman, except the beautiful aunt who was still standing there just now.

It's raining harder and harder, and a gust of wind blows, which makes people feel a little cold. Looking at the little boy's distant back, I feel a little warm current pouring into my heart, which makes me warm all over. Looking back at that beautiful aunt just now, I suddenly feel that she is not very beautiful either. ...

When I got home, I recalled the scene just now and lost in thought. Although it was a common scene, it touched me and made me unforgettable.