It was a cold winter, and my father and I went shopping. Just as I was about to enter the supermarket door, I saw an old woman begging in front of the door. Her clothes are as thin as firewood and her hands are blue with cold. In the biting wind, her eyes shed tears. At this time, my heart was sour, like a knife cut, and then slowly bleeding. I quickly handed her a dollar. I can't help crying. At night, I looked up at the starry sky, and there happened to be a meteor across the sky. At this time, I made a wish and made a big ambition. I must become a billionaire and create a beautiful home for the poor.
But I deeply know that it is extremely difficult to realize our wishes and achieve our goals, and we must make unremitting efforts for this.
I firmly believe that as long as I advance despite difficulties and overcome them, I will certainly realize my beautiful wish-to become a billionaire.