Giving is getting On a cold November afternoon, my mother and I were walking home from a pizza store. I was feeling a little tired when I was carrying our shopping bags of snacks. They were so heave that I decided to throw away some things. So I started to walk towards the garbage can when I saw a poor man holding a paper bag with his dirty hand. He headed over to another nearby garbage can and started looking through it. I suddenly felt very guilty because I wanted to throw away a new drink just because it was heavy. I knew this man would take all the things he could get. So I walked up to him and handed the drink, and some snacks over to him. He looked up in surprise and took what I gave him. A big smile on his face, he said, “Wow, first someone gives me this sandwich, then this drink, some tasty food; this is my son’s lucky day.” With that, he thanked me happily. I got a warm feeling inside and I knew I had done something good. I now understand what is the meaning of “giving is getting”. That man’s smile always reminds me of doing something nice.

我记得数卷子上的字数时是208字怎么现在变205了..= =是我默的有问题还是我数错了啊- -

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