Today, when I went to Liqun Supermarket, an old lady not far from me accidentally lost her balance and fell down while crossing the bicycle lane to avoid a cyclist. I fell backwards, plopped, and I think it was a bad fall. The old lady was lying on the ground, humming her nose. The cyclist turned around and rode away quickly (his car didn't touch the old lady, to be precise, it almost touched her). Several passers-by quickly surrounded him. It doesn't matter if someone asks the old lady how she is, or that there is a little boy next to her who looks like a middle school student of 13 or 4 years old. Everyone looked at me with puzzled eyes. I pulled the middle school student aside and asked softly, "Little classmate, did you knock down the old lady?" He quickly waved his hand and said, "No, no, I just saw that I wanted to help her up." "Is your family rich?" I asked again, "No, my father is laid off at home and my mother is a factory worker." "Do you know that if you didn't hit her, you would help her up? In case she says you hit her, your family will pay for all her medical expenses, family lost time, nutrition and so on? " Middle school students suddenly turned pale. No, it's clearly to help her, and people won't blame me. "I sneer at a way:" little classmate, you are too naive. You can't help her become one of the top ten middle school students. At most, it is a letter of commendation, but you have to risk tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands of medical expenses. Think about how hard your parents worked to make money for the old lady. "That kind of student's eyes are red after listening." Uncle, I will never care about such things again. Thank you for teaching me. "Don't look back and disappear in the crowd. There was warm applause around.