A Good Memory That Will Last Forever-Revised1

On a Saturday morning, a genial sunbeam brightened my hair as well as my black patent leather bag to vividness; I thought it would certainly be a nice day for me.  As I was rambling around the railway station to wait for my cousin, I met an old lady, whose hair was a little messy, peddling tissue paper along the street in a hoarse voice.  However, plenty of people passed by the granny, but no one intended to stop.  I watched all the comings and goings.  Afterward, I stayed beside her; she looked at me appreciatively.  After a few talks, I knew that she had lived alone for several years, and she had to support herself even though the painstaking livelihood had tortured her for long.  Hence, I decided to buy all the tissue paper she sold, and wanted her to return home for a rest.  To my surprise, she smiled broadly at me, and she said that I was such a nice person who was willing to help an old lady.  On seeing her satisfaction expressed on her face, I was infatuated in the sparkling smile.  At that moment, I realized the essence of unforgettable memory lay in achieving the real happiness of the inner life.