It was a true story of me．One day when I 1 ndline　 down the street，I happened to notice a wallet 2 ndline　 on the ground．I 3 ndline　 and opened it to 4 ndline　 if I could find out the owner's name．There was 5 ndline　 but some change(零钱)and a picture of a woman and a twelve-yrear-old girl．The girl 6 ndline　 the woman's daughter.I took thewallet to the police station and 7 ndline　 it in to the policeman．8 ndline　 I left，the policeman wrote down my name and address．He said the owner 9 ndline　 want to thank me．　　

　　That evening I went 10 ndline　 dinner with my aunt and my uncle．They had also invited a young woman．Her face was familiar．I was quite sure that we had metbefore,but I could not remember 11 ndline　 her．During the dinner，the young woman happened to 12 ndline　 that she had lost her wallet that afternoon．All at once I remembered the picture in the wallet．She was the young girl in the picture.She was now much older．She was very 13 ndline　 when I told her about the wallet．My unclewanted to go to the police station 14 ndline　 to get the wallet．As the polieeman handed it over，he said I had not only found the wallet 15 ndline　 the owner.

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