| There are many homeless tramps in New York for three meals a day, turned into beggars. Recently, maybe they think Chinese people are more kind-hearted, I am common to see a few ragged white people silently kneeling in the streets of Chinatown, and hanging a sign in front of the chest written in Chinese that he is a homeless, unemployed and poor person, looking forward to everyone’s handouts.
Due to the people will see a lot of begging in Manhattan every day, even if New Yorker have love, over time, they become unable to look at which one is really distressed and need the help for relief.
On a winter afternoon, across a roadside beggar who was in the cold wind shivering and silently kneeling, I walked a few steps distant from his newsstand to buy a magazine. I took the magazine I need, pulled out a five dollar bill and handed to the shopkeeper hands. In that instant, suddenly a burst of cold wind blowing, the owner's hand trembled, and suddenly a release, a one dollar bill then flying away from the hands, we both stared at the money went flying in the air and fell to the ground, also floating in the wind, it was blown at the street corner beggar's position, at this time, it was strange to say, the wind suddenly stopped, that the money actually stayed next to the beggar's knee.
At this time, the shopkeeper shouted, and said: “Oh, it certainly cannot even come back!” My brain did not react, just looking at towards the beggar. I saw the beggar picked up the note next to his knee, followed up, step by step closer to us. He said nothing, stretched out full hand of dirt, and gave that money back to me.
My head echoing the words of the shopkeeper, with sincerity and respect to give the notes also back the hands of the beggar. His hands were hesitant pause in the air. I softly said: “This is yours; this is the meaning of God.” He hesitated to say: “Thank you!” Then the beggar holding the dollar staggered back to the place, kneeling in the street.
Looking at the surprised Eyes of the owner, I pulled out another one-dollar bill form my pocket and gave it to the shop owner: “He was a good man!” The owner was tightly holding the recovered money, said: “You are a good man!”
I smiled, the weak winter sunlight shined in my body, but also shined to the body of the beggar. I understand that poverty does not necessarily make people greedy.
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