The truth is a warm sun, warm people's hearts, the truth is a drop of rain, moisten the dry people's heart, the truth is a beacon light in the darkness of people along the way, in a word, a smile, an action both contain the others for your concern, but little things make people feel warm.
I had the same experience that night, squally abuse, torrential rain, the day of my exams because parents are not home, but facing the wind, heavy rain, wearing a raincoat difficult Tuizhe Zou home.
Rain mercilessly hit on me, the way the rain soaked my shoes and socks. Raincoat flow through my cheek, and sweat mixed together, looking like a splash of ink, like the sky and hearing nothing from the road, feeling very lonely, could not help but think of mom and dad, and my heart sour, and I slipped and fell in a puddle, the bike heavily hit the side of the green belt, I tried to stand up, but no, I am hurt, I think: This time over, four weeks and no, I do not know what Mom and Dad the time before I came back, my Tuiyou scratch, and how to go back呀? Thought of here, my tears inside straight in the eyes spin, almost fell, and just when I was helpless, a big brother found me and immediately ran over to me said: "The little girl, are you okay?" Then try to lift me up, but no, I did not stand up on the straight Han Teng, he tried to carry me home. But my bike how to do? Would not work. Finally, the big brother had to hold me on the bike, struggling to push me to go home.
Available at the stairs of my house, he anxious, so how can we go up to me and my family --- Dunong bike on the 6th floor of the place? He should first, I placed well, to acquire a bike up, and then I leave home, go home, I watched big brother's face sweat, heart, a thousand words side language, I threw only a simple "Thank you
This matter and I am deeply moved and told me: Heaven and Earth no lover at the Love!