Once, I came home from school. Walking, I saw an old woman pulling a wooden cart full of garbage and struggling to climb uphill, panting with fatigue. There are several classmates about my age next to me. One of them was laughing, and the other said loudly, "It stinks. I can't pull it up. He asked for it! " "Another man made a face at the old woman, but the old woman stopped the car hard.
Suddenly, another classmate ran over and said angrily to those classmates, "You people wear red scarves and should do good deeds." Why do you still speak ill of your grandmother? " The students said, "We're going to speak ill, what's going on!" " "That classmate couldn't beat them, so he ran behind the garbage truck to help grandma. I saw him go to help, so I ran to help. Grandma was much more relaxed at once, and the sweat on her face disappeared, but we were so tired that we couldn't give up. We continue to push up.
Time flies like a second, like a year, very slow. The car finally completed the uphill drive and reached its destination. Grandma got out of the car and found us panting at the back of the car, and suddenly froze. Grandma said, "No wonder I am so relaxed. So you two are pushing in the back. You two good children tell grandma what your name is? " "My name is Cheng" I blurted out. But that classmate said, "My name is red scarf." He said that and left, leaving me standing there thinking: Why can't I do something good without leaving my name?
His beautiful heart made me learn from him, and I will never forget him. I want to remember that I am a red scarf who does good deeds without leaving a name.