I remember it was when I took my driver's license in college. I went to take subject one that day, and I began to queue up at 9: 00 in the morning. It's so cold that many people have been waiting in line for four hours. I am cold and hungry, so to speak. Unexpectedly, something more unfortunate happened. The staff said my photo was inappropriate, and then I continued to call the next person. I stood there at a loss. Did I wait for hours? I feel so wronged. At this time, a boy who was waiting in line next to me, although a complete stranger, stood up and asked me what was going on. He immediately gave up my turn and kept dragging me to find a suitable place to change photos again. At that moment, my heart was really touched, as if shivering in the ice and snow, and I was suddenly pulled into a warm spring-like environment.
There is also a part-time job. Although I checked the route in advance, I found that I couldn't find a transfer bus stop when I got off the bus. Seeing that I was going to be late, I eagerly asked with a passing aunt. The aunt not only enthusiastically helped me point out the location and told me how to get there, but also saw that she was still at a loss, so she simply led the way and asked me if I was in a hurry while walking here, comforting me that it didn't matter and would arrive soon. I was particularly moved at that moment, as if I was suddenly pulled by someone when I was about to fall badly, and my heart was warm.