Twenty years ago, it was raining and the north wind was hunting. I just graduated from middle school and came to Nashville alone with my passion for music, hoping to become a pop music presenter. However, I hit a wall everywhere. A month later, my pocket was almost empty. Fortunately, a friend who works in a supermarket secretly helped me deal with the expired food I was going to throw there, barely making ends meet. In the end, I only had one dollar left, but I couldn't bear to spend it, because it was full of autographs of my favorite singers. One morning, I noticed a man sitting in an old car in the parking lot. For two days in a row, the cars stopped at the same place. And that person gently waved to me every time he saw me. I wondered what he was doing there in such a big snowstorm. On the third morning, when I approached the car, the man rolled down the window. I stopped to talk to him. During the conversation, I learned that he came here to apply for a job, but he arrived three days early, so he couldn't work at once. There is no money in my pocket, so I have to stay in the car without eating or drinking. He was coy for a while, then blushed and asked me if I could lend him a dollar to buy something to eat and pay me back later. However, I am also in danger. I explained my predicament to him, and I couldn't bear to see his disappointed expression and turned away. In a flash, I remembered the dollar in my pocket. After some hesitation, I finally made up my mind. I walked to the car and handed him the money. His eyes suddenly lit up. "Someone wrote words all over it." He said. He didn't notice that they were all autographed. That day, I tried not to think about this precious dollar. However, luck turned, and that morning, a radio station asked me to record a program for $500. Since then, I have become a formal program host, and I have no worries about food and clothing. I never saw that car or that man again. Sometimes, I wonder if he is a beggar or an angel from heaven. But one thing is clear, this is a crucial exam in my life-I passed it. 1, because this piece of money is engraved with the autograph of my favorite star, it is the last piece of money when I am hungry, and I gave it to the same poor people, which is equivalent to giving others hope for life and precious love, so this piece of money is very precious. 2. I thought to myself: this dollar determines whether I can continue to insist, but this dollar will determine the life and death of the person in front of me. Let's help him first. At least this dollar also reflects its preciousness. 3, because this piece of money is equivalent to giving the man hope for life. 4. This is a test of love, a test of whether there is a life choice of dedication or even self-sacrifice for others. I paid one yuan, which represents love and dedication, and successfully passed the crucial exam in my life.