It's not usual that you can feel the warmth in an icy train station. After all, it's the place where people walk
( quick) from one end to the other for their trains with impatience. However, just there, a cold Friday morning, I saw something that moved me to tears.
While I (walk) to the hall of the station, I saw a young woman put something next to sleeping homeless man. She put it down silently and left in a hurry. I wondered she had put some money there. Instead, it was a sandwich (lie) on the man's bag. I suddenly realized that a sandwich was probably what the man needed most.
I couldn't help thinking of many times when I (help) by others. I also thought about all the other little acts of ( kind) that happened every day and went unnoticed. Even the smallest thing can make a big (different). And what a gift it is when you get to see the (move) moments!
