A day of last summer, I and grandma buy a thing on the street later, discover roadside has an old person of many years old 70, lean on a stick is worn crutch, and the action is very slow, seem to had wanted a driveway. At this moment my left and right sides looks, there is a pedestrian on the side, cannot count on old people, there are a few old freight cars to want travel to come over again in front. Then I go to him beside, want to help him up to cross a street.
去年暑假的一天，我和奶奶在街上买完东西之后，发现路边有一个70多岁的老人，拄着拐杖，而且行动十分缓慢，好像要过马路。这时我左右看了看，旁边没有行人，不能指望大人们，前面又有几辆大货车要行驶过来了。于是我就走到他身旁，想扶他过马路。
After I go to the side of him, to him a respectful form of address for an old person says: Does “ let me help you up to cross a street? ” great grandfather raises a head slowly, see me, weighed in the hand me carefully, feel very accident, laugh be filled with be filled with the ground to say to me: “ good! My hand is taking ” thing, another hand is helping him up to cross a street slowly.
我走到他旁边之后，对他老人家说：“让我来扶您过马路吧？”老爷爷慢慢抬起头，看了看我，仔细掂量了我一下，感到很意外，笑盈盈地对我说：“那好吧！”我一只手拿着东西，另一只手扶着他慢慢地过马路。
Because body of old composition person is too fat, the action no-go, I support a way among when, on the head already sweating, but I still am holding to. At this moment my heart thinks, man, v/arc true man dare be done dare become, cannot encounter a bit bagatelle to shrink back, such meetings by others jest, I won't invite others ridicule.
由于老作文人身体太胖，行动又不方便，我扶到路中间的时候，头上就已经满头大汗了，但我仍然坚持着。这时我心想，男子汉，大丈夫敢做就敢当，不能遇到一点儿小事就退缩，这样会被别人笑话的，我不会让别人笑话。
Then, I still am holding to, I still had been helped the driveway finally. He very appreciate the ground to say: “ thanks you, child! I say ” : “ need not wither, I should do this. ” grandma and a few passerby saw me by, also all over the face smile ground is looking at me.
于是，我仍然坚持着，最后我还是将老人扶过了马路。他很感激地说：“谢谢你，小朋友！”我说：“不用谢，这是我应该做的。”奶奶和几个路人在旁边看见了我，也满脸笑容地望着我。
Carry this responsibility, I understood a reason: Love, since is paid, also be to enjoy; Send person rose, the hand has lingering fragrance.
通过这件事，我明白了一个道理：爱，既是付出，也是享受；赠人玫瑰，手有余香。(文/幸梓雄)