The world is full of feeling, but sometimes I think so. For example, last Friday I went home by bus.

The world is full of feeling, but sometimes I think so. For example, last Friday I went home by bus. Then I sat on the bus, I saw an old lady sitting next to me. His hair was already white, and it was small and thin. To my surprise, there was a large swelling in her arms. The bag was full of eggs. The old woman looked carefully at the eggs. At that time, asked the driver of ticket purchase. The yuan old pipe. But not enough. Then he asked the driver, only one yuan I do not know the price increase? Echoes of the old very worried, he looked sorry, I have only one yuan. I remember the last time there was also one yuan, but because this time, two sons, the last is the last time, this time one at that time. I was surprised to see that. I do not think the driver was a good woman. I gave my quick yuan for the hose to the elderly. The woman was grateful. And as with the eggs, but she refused. I thought it was our duty to help others. Do not you think so;
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