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Looking back, it seems like yesterday. In 1950, Mr. Song stood on the bustling street, and a sense of familiarity and strangeness surged in his heart. He had returned to this old man for a long time

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Looking back, it seems like yesterday. In 1950, Mr. Song stood on the bustling street, and a sense of familiarity and strangeness surged in his heart. He had returned to this once familiar place for a long time, but time had left a deep mark here.

Suddenly, a deep, familiar voice broke his thoughts: "Do you remember me? I am the beggar you saved." ”

Mr. Song quickly turned around and saw an old man in ragged clothes standing behind him. Although those eyes looked a little old, they exuded a sense of fortitude and familiarity.

"Beggar?" rippled in Mr. Song's heart, and the past flashed in his mind like lightning. He remembered that cold winter night, that heartbreaking scene......

On a cold winter night a few years ago, Mr. Song was passing by the street when he saw a man in ragged clothes curled up on the ground, shivering. Although he was just a passer-by, the kindness and compassion of his heart prompted him to stop.

"Are you okay?" Mr. Song stepped forward and asked with concern.

The man looked up, revealing a haggard, sad face. He said in a trembling voice, "I'm fine, just a little cold......"

Mr. Song's heart moved, and he immediately took off his coat and draped it on the man's body. Although the coat was not enough to keep him warm for such a bitter cold, it could at least relieve his cold a little.

"Thank you, good Samaritan. The man whispered, tears glistening in his eyes.

Mr. Song didn't say much, he just stared at the man silently, and an inexplicable feeling of emotion and guilt surged in his heart. He suddenly realized that the warmth in his body did not only come from his coat, but also from the kindness and compassion in his heart.

The man didn't say much, just sat there quietly, letting the cold wind rage. However, in his eyes, there was a light of determination and gratitude.

In this way, Mr. Song and the man looked at each other silently, and there seemed to be a silent tacit understanding and emotional exchange between them.

It wasn't until the sky was getting brighter and the city was beginning to wake up that the man got up to say goodbye. He gently touched Mr. Song's shoulder with a trembling hand, and then left silently.

At this moment, standing on the familiar street, Mr. Song's heart swelled with an indescribable emotion. On that cold winter night, his heart seemed to melt a little under the cold exterior.

"I remember you. Mr. Song said softly, "You are not an ordinary beggar, your strength and gratitude make me unforgettable." ”

The man smiled slightly, tears in his eyes that seemed to sparkle with hope. "Thank you, Mr. Song. It was you who gave me warmth and the courage to start over. ”

The communication between them was not too many words, but it was full of sincerity and touch. On this cold winter morning, their hearts seemed to warm up because of each other.

"May you be well. Mr. Song said softly, said goodbye to the man, and then turned to leave.

He walked through the bustling streets, and his heart was full of gratitude for life and confidence in the warmth of the world. In this challenging and difficult world, kindness and compassion are always the most powerful forces.

Looking back, it seems like yesterday. In 1950, Mr. Song stood on the bustling street, and a sense of familiarity and strangeness surged in his heart. He had returned to this old man for a long time
Looking back, it seems like yesterday. In 1950, Mr. Song stood on the bustling street, and a sense of familiarity and strangeness surged in his heart. He had returned to this old man for a long time
Looking back, it seems like yesterday. In 1950, Mr. Song stood on the bustling street, and a sense of familiarity and strangeness surged in his heart. He had returned to this old man for a long time

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