Two weeks ago, on a hot summer afternoon, I was about to cross a little busy road when I noticed an old grandpa with a heavy bag on his back just a few meters from me. He walked painfully and it looked as if his legs had no strength to even c{#blank#}1{#/blank#} him. A few minutes later, I realized I'd forgotten to cross the road. And he'd seen me looking at him.

    I loved my grandparents very much. That was why .I didn't f{#blank#}2{#/blank#} to smile at the old people whenever I saw them. Now I met this grandpa. I didn't want to m{#blank#}3{#/blank#} the chance, either. He moved slowly to me and handed me a note. There was an address written on it. As it was a long way and anybody would pass out(昏倒)in such weather, I didn't want him to walk all the way. So I showed him the d{#blank#}4{#/blank#} and said he would need a taxi. Hearing this, he shook his head again and again and that made me feel a little s{#blank#}5{#/blank#}.

    Then I asked where he came from; he replied w{#blank#}6{#/blank#} that he was from the countryside about 10 kilometers from here and came to visit a relative. I was shocked because he never looked as if he could take even two steps without f{#blank#}7{#/blank#}. So without a second thought I called a taxi for him. The grandpa wasn't r{#blank#}8{#/blank#} for the ride, for he had no money. I paid for his j{#blank#}9{#/blank#} and asked the driver to drop him at his place safely.

    When I turned to look at the grandpa who said thanks to me with a few drops of happy tears on his face，many unforgettable m{#blank#}10{#/blank#} of my grandparents flashed in my mind, making me feel like crying.

— Let me think... We need three apples.