One day during a Spring Festival, I was taking a walk near my house when suddenly there came a voice. "Excuse me, sir," I turned around and saw an old beggar(乞丐). "Have you1some money, about fifty yuan, around here? I lost it just now." He looked at me and2 my reply. "Sorry, I haven't." I answered. He went away saying in a low voice. " Where is it? 3should I do now? I really need the money."
I could sense that he was4. Then I got an idea. I look out a fifty yuan note(纸币) and dropped it on the ground. " Here! Here is the money!" I picked it up and 5 it to him. Then I walked towards my house.
A week later, on a snowy afternoon, I heard someone knocking at the door. It was the old beggar with a heavy bag on his shoulder. He put down the bag6 and said. " Thank you so much. I knew you gave me your own7 that day, for the money I lost was in change(零钱). But my wife was8 , and I really needed it to buy some medicine for her. So I didn't return it to you." He added. " I have nothing to pay for your9. Here's some rice I got from door to door for your children. As the saying goes. 'A child who is fed by many families grows stronger.' I will be pleased10you like it." Hearing his words, my wife and I were so moved that tears ran down our faces.