Walking on the way home, I was tired. I just sat at the bus stop for a while. Mom came up from behind. "Chen Chen, it's time to go." He made eyes at me and told me that there was a beggar beside me.
I followed my mother's eyes and saw that there was a beggar digging through the garbage. I was scared to hide behind my mother. He was dressed in black, ragged and his hair was as messy as weeds. He turned it over and found a box of leftover fried noodles. Like a treasure, he was afraid of being robbed and ran away quickly.