一个周末的晚上，我和爸爸到广场散步。在回家的路上，我们在街道的一个垃圾桶旁边看见一个穿脏脏的破破烂烂衣服的小女孩。小女孩大约十四五岁的样子，如果上学的话应该是初中生。虽然已经进入春天，但三月的天气乍暖还寒，凉嗖嗖的风呼呼地刮着。天气还是比较冷，小女孩在冰凉的夜风中冻得瑟瑟发抖。

小女孩的一只手伸进垃圾桶里不停地翻找着什么东西，另一只手拖着一个鼓鼓囊囊的又大又脏的口袋。垃圾桶对面是一家面包店，冒出烤面包的香味。她也许是闻到面包的香味感觉特别饿了，想在垃圾桶里找点别人吃剩的东西填填肚子。忽然，这个小女孩大声地哭了起来。我一看，原来是她的裤子滑落在了地上。她一只手要找东西，另一只手又要提着裤子，还有一个大口袋要提，应付不过来，所以她就哭了起来。真是一个可怜的小女孩!

爸爸看到这幕，对我说:“她这么可怜，我们买几个面包给她吃吧!”

“好啊!”我对爸爸说。

爸爸和我来到面包店里，买了几块面包。可当我们走出面包店的时候，小女孩却不见了。

“会上哪去了呢?”爸爸朝四周看了看说。

“一定是在其它的垃圾桶旁。”我肯定地对爸爸说。

“对，我怎么没想到呢，还是你聪明。”爸爸说，“那我们顺着附近的垃圾桶找找吧。”

过一个弯道，那小女孩果然就在不远处的垃圾桶旁像刚才一样翻找着什么，不同的是她穿上了一件看起来干净得多的黄色大衣，也许是哪个好心人送给她的，或者是她口袋里原来带着换上的。

当我们把面包递给她的时候，我看到她的眼睛里充满惊喜，双手握在胸前，不停的向我和爸爸点头。

“她为什么要向我们点头呢?”我问爸爸。

爸爸回答道:“可能她是个聋哑人吧，她用点头是表示感谢，感谢我们给她的关心和温暖。”

我们一路没有说话，回到了家。晚上我躺在温暖的床上，又想起了那个拾破烂的可怜的小女孩。心想:只靠我和爸爸的这点关心是不够的，如果我们每个人都献出一份爱，那我们的世界才会变得更美好!

英语翻译：

One weekend night, my father and I went for a walk in the square. On the way home, we saw a little girl in dirty, tattered clothes next to a trash can in the street. The little girl is about fourteen or five years old. If she goes to school, she should be a junior high school student. Although it has entered spring, the weather in March was warm and cold, and the cool wind was blowing. The weather was still relatively cold, and the little girl shivered in the cold night breeze.

One hand of the little girl reached into the trash can and kept rummaging for something, while the other hand was dragging a big and dirty pocket that was swollen. Opposite the trash can is a bakery with the smell of toast. She might feel very hungry when she smelled the scent of bread, and wanted to find someone else's leftovers in the trash can to fill her stomach. Suddenly, the little girl cried loudly. When I saw it, it turned out that her pants had slipped to the ground. She was looking for something with one hand, she had to carry her pants in the other hand, and she had a big pocket to carry, but she couldn't cope with it, so she started to cry. What a poor little girl!

When my father saw this scene, he said to me: "She is so pitiful, let's buy some bread for her to eat!"

"Okay!" I said to Dad.

Dad and I came to the bakery and bought some loaves of bread. But when we walked out of the bakery, the little girl was gone.

"Where did the meeting go?" Dad looked around and said.

"It must be next to the other trash cans." I said to Dad affirmatively.

"Yes, why didn't I expect it, you are smart." Dad said, "Then let's look for it in the nearby trash can."

After a bend, the little girl was looking for something by the trash can not far away as before. The difference is that she put on a yellow coat that looks much cleaner, maybe it was given by some kind person. It was given to her, or she was wearing it in her pocket.

When we handed her the bread, I saw her eyes full of surprises, holding her hands on her chest, and nodding to my father and me.

"Why is she nodding to us?" I asked Dad.

Dad replied: "Maybe she is a deaf and mute person. She nodded to express her gratitude for the care and warmth we gave her."

We did not speak all the way and returned home. I was lying on the warm bed at night, and I thought of the poor little girl who was picking up rags. I thought: It’s not enough to rely on my dad and me. If each of us gives a love, then our world will become a better place!