It's Sunday afternoon. It's my son's eighth birthday. I go into a 1shop to buy a big birthday cake for him.
When I get there, there are so many people in the shop. When I am looking for a cake, I find a l ittle boy watching the cakes for along time. He wear sold clothes. At last, he chooses a cake. Then he 2money to the shopkeeper and says to her, "I want the 3cake."
"Sorry, the cake is 20 yuan, but you4have 10 yuan, "says the shopkeeper.
"I... I know that..." says the little boy and he begins to cry sadly.
"Oh, my boy! Who would you like to 5the birthday cake for? "I ask.
"My mum."
"Why doesn't she come and buy one?"
"My father left (离开) us three years ago, "the boy says. "We don't have much6.My mother has to7from morning to night every day. She celebrates my birthday every year, but she never celebrates hers. It's her birthday today, I want to buy a small cake for her. But I don't have enough money..."
"Oh, my boy! I'm your8friend. She's great. I say. "Let me buy her a nice birthday cake. "I give the money to the shopkeeper and leave the shop.
