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I39。m not hungry. Noodles noodles! 3 yuan a bowl, 5 yuan two bowls. To sell fast food vendor below, a man bought a bowl, adhere to good carefully brewed in boiling water, before the woman. A woman and you39。re wele, very sweet to eat it. Man to continue his melon seeds, see her to eat. The woman ate and asked the man: are you hungry? The man shook his head firmly. Woman after eating, contentedly push the bowl to the man, let him away. Man holding a bowl to look at, the remaining a little gulp halogen soup. After the train pulled into a big station, stopped. The woman said, the carriage stuffy, want to go out for a walk. Man QianDingNing wan asked: in car doorway stood there, don39。t go away. The woman nodded. A few minutes later, the woman came back, more than a paper and a bottle of beer in his hand. She put the things to the man in front of a gently, softly said: quick to eat, all day and night, I know you are very hungry. The man39。s eyes, instantly bees wet. He silently hands stretched out to the table, quietly closed the woman is full of dirt, rough hands. 篇三 :One meter distance On May 11, the Japanese tsunami occurs, living in iwate prefecture maul Qian town39。s 74 year old son, and her husband hashimoto a km highway from the seaside for a walk, thought that the sudden disaster. Hashimoto39。s first reaction is to immediately ran into shelters, and maybe a quick run to it is easy for young people, but for them, would be tantamount to than ascend day also difficult. Because Qian under 20 years ago have cataract, eyesight is almost blind, every day is to take care of hashimoto. One meter distance think twice, hashimoto desperately grasped Qian son hand upwards to escape, but still waves like a demon, followed by soon, two people together in turbidity current. Eyes can39。t see the Qian son, don39。t know what happened, and to the sea to scour the life of them. They stumbled, stagger, but have been holding your hand and hold your. In the end, the accident or occurrence, Qian hands off. Hashimoto, a clutch of palm, turns out to be empty, the feeling be nasty under, he simply groped with your eyes closed, he sure Qian son at his side, like the life of 20 years, they are inseparable. This short more than 10 seconds, for hashimoto, like a lifetime ago. Fortunately, after more than ten seconds, hashimoto again seized the Qian child39。s hand, the tortuous, finally they regarded his, fled to the high slopes, survived a disaster. Successful fled the tsunami of the old couple, embrace to cry in the harbor of refuge. Their story in shelters widely circulated, when reporter heard this touching story, came to interview, the reporter asked: uncle, how are you in a short span of more than ten seconds accu