I met the old poor guy again in a corner of outside a convenience store.The situation same with before I met him.He set on the wheelchair and hold a sign which worte down some sad storys.When I saw him again yesterday,as usual I bought a bottle of hot milk for him then something happened and surprised me.He opend his weak mouth and said :"I remember you,Miss.you always give me a bottle of milk when you meet me!"then he smiled to me.After that,I smiled to him,to.I told him to take care himself and Merry christmas.
That s first time we talk to each other.Thanks god.I am not a rich person.But I still can help and make happy for someone.How beautiful the world and how beautiful the human.