The record of doing one good deed every day (that is, doing one good deed every day) is 57 days, thank you. I suddenly feel a little too much, but each of you has to answer a few questions, so don't r

The record of doing one good deed every day (that is, doing one good deed every day) is 57 days, thank you. I suddenly feel a little too much, but each of you has to answer a few questions, so don't repeat them. Hello, landlord, this question is very interesting. I'll just say a few that I can remember.

August, 2065438 14, evening 1 1 p.m. I am a Chinese medicine practitioner. As a result, a drunk knocked on my house at night. It looks like a patient of my grandfather who lived next to the village 20 years ago. He took a cigarette and thanked my grandfather for saving his life. He is a patient with liver cirrhosis, so he recovered from such a serious disease. I asked to send him home afterwards, but I don't know where his home is. He is a drunkard with a history of liver disease. He is dangerous alone, but that man's wine is really not so good. On the way back, he suddenly told me not to follow him. I followed him and scolded him. I went to help him, but he beat me. I have no choice but to stay away from him. I didn't follow him far, but he saw me. As a result, he took me around the street twice and had to pretend to go back or follow him. Almost 100 meter, I can only see his figure. At that time, I was really afraid that he would be sleepy after shopping all night. Finally, I watched him get home after 2 o'clock. I felt so stupid at that time. When I got home, my wife called me a bad person.

I can't remember the date of 2065438+April and August. I came home from town and took the bus. The bus on my side was irregular, and it was raining heavily. When the bus was driving on an empty road, about 70 old women were caught in the rain without umbrellas. As a result, the driver ignored it and told the conductor that it was the troublesome old woman again. I was furious at that time and scolded 1. The bus has passed, so I got off and went back to the place where the old woman was waiting for the bus, gave him an umbrella and waited for the bus with him.

Not much to say, in fact, sometimes I do stupid things. Although meaningful things can't be affirmed and praised by others, how can I say that my heart is sweet?