As the saying goes, rose given, fragrance in hand. I am always in the 1 of giving money to every beggar or homeless person I pass by. My friends say it is not good to 2. We may come across beggars or homeless people begging every day and all beggars have their ability to survive. It 3 them that I never listen.

    On a 4 day, my friend and I were walking to the 5 when I passed a beggar lady. I had seen her several times before and had always given her a few 6. That day, I gave her 2 Euros. I was waiting for the bus and reading a book when I7 to see that lady standing in front of me. She 8 me a piece of paper covered in a plastic bag to prevent it from getting 9. She stood there, looking at me 10. Putting away my book, I took the paper, which 11 she and her family had to 12 their country because of floods, and she was 13 to support them. She had got a bit of money, but she needed 5 14 Euros to get home. I 15 in my pockets and found 20 cents. My friend 16 a 5 Euro note. I asked her to give it to the lady, and said that I would 17 the next day. When she got the money, the lady hugged us and said thanks again and again, and went on her way. Later on the bus, I wondered where her home was and 18 she had gotten to this country. In her story, I felt that my friend and I would always remain part of it as the 19, who helped her get home on a rainy day. But for me, helping a stranger did bring me happiness, giving me a pleasant 20.

    I still remember the day when I was driving to the supermarket I own. When I came out, I found a boy 1 my car with a brush. I went over and patted him 2 the shoulder, which surprised him very much. In no time he began to 3 at me. So I was sure he 4 some money. From the shoes he was wearing I could hardly imagine how 5he was. So I offered him a $100 bill. To my great surprise, he 6to take it. When I was wondering what he was doing, he said” I was waiting here for 4 hours, waiting for you. Your 7is so beautiful and I like it, but I don't need that. “I knew he was mentioning the 8.

    As he had refused the money, I offered to drive him around the town. The boy became so 9that he got into the car at once, “Would you please drive me10? It is only about 3 miles.” What the boy wanted to do was to show off to his friends and his family.11 I stopped, he jumped out and ran into an old building, telling me to wait there for some time. Very soon he came out, saying to a little girl on his back, “Look at this beautiful car. I will buy you 12someday.”

    I noticed his sister had a pale face.13 her legs were too thin, and she was unable to 14.

    After that day I went to his home several times. And I got to know more about him and his 15 Poor as they were, the boy 16refused my money, and said, “I can 17money by myself, thank you.”

    Soon I 18my manager of the supermarket that a boy would go to 19here the next day.

    No matter how poor we are, we will 20 give in to ourselves.

    In March 2007,I was recovering from an operation for breast cancer and going through a terrible time. I spent my days at home1everything to myself. Then one of my colleagues suggested2“Why don't you pick a couple of days and go to Ireland and escape?” I3the tip.

    The trip was fun, but when I got on the4to go home ,I wasn't feeling well. My plan was to sleep for the5journey, but the guy next to me looked good-hearted for a conversation6he had kind eyes.

    “I had an operation,” I said7'I had breast cancer.' 'He paused for a moment and said,“ What's wrong with that? Breast cancer is just a small8of you, like going to college or getting married.”

    I could feel my eyes9up with tears.

    “Don't think too much of your problem,” he said. “Instead, think about how many people you could help.”

    I had tears coming down my face, and said, “I can't10I'm crying in front of you, I don't11know you.”

    “Look, you have a12in life,” he said. “You can either13your things deep in your pockets and take them to your grave, or you can help someone.”

    I've always been a very14person, and aside from the few people who needed to know, I'd kept my illness secret. I didn't want to be15by my weakness.

    But this man, whose name was Ken Duane, showed me that my illness gave me16-because it gave me the ability to17someone else's load. I decided at that moment that I was going to try to help others by sharing my story18,in hopes of inspiring those who were in the same or similar situation. Later that year, I talked about my illness and my19with Ken on air.

    I am forever20that I never took a nap on that flight over the Atlantic.

    Sarah, a classical dancer from India, had to have her right leg cut after a car accident. She was also 1 on her career（事业） road.

    Though the accident brought her bright career to a 2, she didn't give up. In the 3 months that followed, Sarah met a doctor who developed an artificial (人造的) 4 made from rubber filled with sponge (海绵). So 5 she wanted to go back to 6 after she had been fitted with an artificial leg. Sarah knew that she believed in 7and could realize her dream, 8 she began her courageous journey back to the world of dancing ­ 9to balance, bend, stretch, walk, turn, twist and twirl.

    After every public recital (个人表演), she 10 ask her dad about her performance. "You 11 have a long way to go" was the answer she used to get 12. In January 1984, Sarah made a historic13by giving a public recital in Bombay. She performed in such a great manner that it 14everyone to tears and this 15 pushed her to the number one position again. That evening when she asked her dad the 16question, he didn't say anything. He just touched her feet as a praise.

    Sarah's comeback was 17 moving that a film producer 18 to make the story into a hit film. When someone asked Sarah how she had 19 to dance again, she said quite simply, "YOU DON'T NEED FEET TO DANCE." 20is impossible in this world. If you have the will to win, you can achieve anything.

    One Saturday morning I decided to walk into Liverpool city center and buy myself something. I didn't1 anything, and I was just going to spend some2! I stopped into a general3 to buy myself some sweets. While I was making up my mind, the door4 and in walked a girl, four years old at the most. She was wearing a summer dress and sandals(凉鞋)5 it was a bitterly cold day. She was not too6, obviously from a poor family. She walked up to the counter(柜台), 7 up and placed a fifty pence coin on the glass. Then, she proudly announced she had8 this up for her little9 a teddy bear as a birthday gift and she10 that one there. The woman behind the11 told the little girl the teddy bear cost12 50 pence. The little girl tried another one, and another one, and another one.

    I knew that13 of the bears on display could be bought for 50 pence. I also knew that I could 14 buy the best bear there 15 the money I was going to waste that day－16 did I want to encourage a little girl to take money from 17？

    The little girl changed her mind when I 18 to buy a teddy bear for her. "Oh, well," she 19 to the world. "I'll just give him mine then."

    "I'll just give him mine." Didn't sound like she was going to give him ONE of her teddies. She was going to give her little brother HER teddy, probably the 20 teddy she had!

Earlier this year Rodney Smith Jr. made headlines when he drove eight hours from his home in Huntsville. Alabama, to cut the lawn for an elderly soldier in North Carolina who couldn't find anyone to help him with his yard work.

That wasn't the first time the twenty-nine-year-old Bermuda native had gained such attention. To do his good deeds, Rodney often finds leads for those in need through social media.

Back to one August afternoon in 2015, Rodney Smith Jr. was driving home. That's when Rodney saw an elderly man struggling to mow his lawn. He would take a couple of shaky steps, using the handle to stabilize himself, pause, then slowly push the mower again. Rodney decided to help. Mr. Brown thanked him greatly, and Rodney went home feeling satisfied.

Sitting at his computer to do his homework, Rodney couldn't get Mr. Brown out of his mind. There must be many Mr. Browns out there. He went online and posted that he would mow lawns for free for senior citizens. Messages flooded in.

One day a cancer-battling woman said she wasn't having a good day. Rodney decided to do more than mowing lawns. After he finished mowing, he knocked on her door. "You're going to win this fight, Madam", he said. Then he asked folks to pray for her on social media.

Word of Rodney's mission spread. A grandmother in Ohio said he'd encouraged her 12-year-old grandson to mow lawns. He got a letter from a seven-year-old boy in Kansas. "Mr. Rodney, I would like to be a part of your program, and I'll make you proud," he wrote.

That gave Rodney an idea. In 2017, he decided to establish a programme Raising Men Lawn Care Service to make a national movement for young people. The kids learn the joy of giving back.

Yard work seems like a small, simple thing, but taking care of the lawn means a lot to the people they do it for. "When we mow their yards for free, they can use the money for healthcare and food etc. It means more than you would think," Rodney said.