那是一个下午，我和朋友趁着难得的假期一起去逛街。阳光暖暖的，撒在脸上，整个人连人带心变得暖洋洋的。忽然一个落魄的身影闯入我的视线。他跪坐在地上，佝偻着身子，头发杂乱得像是一堆稻草，他低着头，嘴里嘟囔着些什么，无非是乞求人们的话语。一个漆已经开始剥落的瓷碗躺在他的面前，里面只有零星硬币和几张被揉得皱巴巴的纸币。我皱了皱眉头，这样的乞丐并不少见，若是以前的我一定会上前将自己的零花钱放进去。可是近几年来，越来越多的新闻报导声称这些所谓的“行乞者”实际上比我们这些普通人富有的多，所谓的残疾也是利用道具装出来的。任谁的同情心和善良被利用，都会感到愤怒和失望。再加上有些人死皮赖脸地跟在身后，嘴里低声说个不停，这种身体健康却不愿用劳动换取报酬的人，着实让人喜欢不起来。我拉着朋友的手，想避开那个人，以免破坏我们的好心情。但没想到她竟挣脱了我的手，径直向那个乞丐走去，干脆利落地将钱给了他，然后一脸满足的回来了。我瞪了她一眼，用颇有些恨铁不成钢的语气说：“不知道这些都是骗人的吗！”“啊？是这样吗？”她看上去很吃惊的样子，“但总有人是真的迫不得已才出来乞讨的吧。我看到他们落魄的样子就很难受，能帮一个是一个吧。我们总不能因为一些不良现象就不再行善了吧。”我看着眼前这个同情心泛滥的“傻子”，愣住了，心底似乎有什么在蔓延，有些东西已经开始在悄悄改变着了。薛倩It was one afternoon, I went shopping with my friends while on vacation. The sun is warm, and the whole people even with heart become warm when it spread on the face . Suddenly a lonely figure came into my sight. He knelt on the ground, with rickets body, and his hair messy liked a pile of straw. He lowered his head and muttered something, nothing but was begging people of discourse. A bowl with peeling paint was lying in front of him, there were only sporadic coins and a few crumpled bills. I frowned, such a beggar was not uncommon, previously I will come forward to put my own pocket money into. But in recent years, more and more news reports claimed that these so-called "begging" are actually richer than those of us ordinary people, the so-called disability is the use of props pack out of. No matter whose compassion and kindness are used, one will feel angry and disappointed. Let alone some people keep following behind behind, with the mouth saying a non-stop in a low voice, that this health rather than with labour in exchange for payment, really make people not like it. I took my friend's hand, trying to avoid the person, so as not to destroy our good mood. But I did not expect that she broke my hand, went straight to the beggar, and gave money to him straightforwardly, and then backed with a face of meet. I stared at her, with some iron into steel tone said: "Do not you know these are fake you?" "Ah? Is that so?" She looked surprised, "but there is really no alternative but to begging. I will feel very uncomfortable when saw them like that poor. We can not no longer doing good just because of some bad phenomenon." I looked the flood of compassion "fool" at the front of me, and stunned, my heart seemed to have something in the spread, some things have begun to quietly change.Qian Xue