An unforgettable memory

An unforgettable memory

It was snowy in the morning.

Susan and her Mom were lining up to buy

some baked sweet potatoes in the street.

E

nticing

smells

waft out

from

the

barbecues,

they were so tempting that Susan seemed to have seen their

charred

skins and

sweet

meat .

The piercing wind howled, making the bare

branches shiver in the cold.

It seemed that the cold wind was so pervasive

that anyone who walked along the street would be attacked.

It spelt no effort

to struggling into his or her collar and cuff.

No one would willingly to expose

one more inch of skin, even if those girls who pursued beauty

.

Actually, there

were few people in the street.

However, there was a ten- year-old boy

, who wrapped his whole body in a

broken quilt and scrunched in a corner.

The blue face with cold, the ice-cold

hands, and the trembling body, all of these seemed apart from the prosperous

metropolis.

He stared at the passerby with an air of supplication

Just then, a well-dressed gentleman passed by, with his arm around

an

elegant lady’s shoulders.

Meanwhile, chill winds swept in from the north. The

man pulled out his hand from the pocket instinctively to do his hair.

Inadve-

rtently, a coin a beautiful trajectory

, the coin rolled into a pudd

le

of water.

The big eyes immediately twinkled.

The boy got out of the quilt, dashing

for

the puddle of water.

Just like a bat out of hell,

he was so quick that

some snow-broth behind his body amazingly splashed.

he bent over,and