There is always such a scene in the dream: sunshine, smile and warmth.
I walked into the underpass where pedestrians crossed. There are always beggars who you can't tell the truth from the false.
I remember once, I met an old beggar. Just as I struggled and hesitated, a small hand with money approached the beggar's carton. She said distressfully, "Grandma, that's all my pocket money is. I hope I can help you! " Her mother stroked the little girl's hair with a smile and praised her practice. On the other hand, I ask my grandmother for eternal gratitude. The little girl's mother must know that there will be many liars among beggars. She chose not to tell the truth to the naive child, but to give encouragement. I think she must be a kind mother. She teaches her children to love and give, so that they have a warm and bright heart. At that moment, I saw the most beautiful place in the world. It is not a beautiful flower, nor a colorful landscape, but a heart full of love and gratitude. It taught me to love and give, and it gave me unprecedented happiness.
I remember there was such a news not long ago that several SF couriers caught a child falling from the upstairs with their bare hands. The child was safe and sound, but some couriers were injured. In the picture that can be photographed, it is the expression of the courier who is extremely happy. Because they successfully saved a small life and protected the future flowers of the motherland. They never thought it impossible to grasp life with their bare hands, and they never hesitated because of this danger. At that moment, I saw the most beautiful place in the world. It doesn't need much RMB to build, nor does it need many people to admire it. It just feels the joy of rebirth and the peace of mind after anxiety.