英語中有句谚语，“Present rose to others with remaining fragrance at hand”，翻译过来，即为人们常说的“送人玫瑰，手有余香”。充满善意的举动，哪怕只是一个微笑，也能温暖他人、照亮内心。
本期美文阁精选了三个小故事：《微笑》《良善之举》与《真正的男子气概》。《微笑》中，乔治灿烂的笑容，点亮小女孩珍妮灰暗的一天；《良善之举》里的两个善良的小男孩，为街边遇到的陌生人伸出援手，分担重物；《真正的男子气概》一文中的小英雄弗雷德，临危不惧，果敢地从火海中救出小女孩。这些故事的主人公有一个共同特点：拥有一颗善良的心，并在帮助他人的同时，收获内心的成长与喜悦。
Poor lame Jennie sat at her window， looking out upon the dismal， narrow street， with a look of pain and weariness on her face. “Oh， dear，” she said with a sigh， “what a long day this is going to be.” and she looked wishfully up the street.
Suddenly she leaned forward and pressed her pale face against the glass， as a rosy-checked boy came racing down the street， swinging his schoolbooks by the strap. Looking up to the window， he took off his hat and bowed with a bright， pleasant smile.
“What a nice boy he is，” said Jennie to herself， as he ran out of sight. “I am so glad he passes by here on his way to school1. When he smiles， it’s radiant like the sun shine. I wish everybody who goes by would look up and smile.”
“Mama，” said George West， as he came from school， “I can’t help thinking about that poor little girl I told you of the other day. She looks so tired. I took off my hat and bowed to her today. I wish I could do something for her.”
“Suppose you should carry her a handful of2 pretty flowers some time when you go to school，”said Mrs. West. “I’ll do that tomorrow morning，”said George， “if I can find my way into that rickety old house.”
The next morning， as Jennie sat leaning her head wearily against the window， watching the raindrops chasing one another down the glass， she spied George with a handful of beautiful flowers carefully picking his way across the street. He stopped in front of her window， and， smiling very pleasantly， said， “How shall I find the way to your room？”
Jennie pointed to an alley nearby， where he turned in， and with some difficulty found his way to the dingy staircase. Opening the door to Jennie’s gentle “Come in” invitation， he said， “I have brought you a handful of flowers to look at on this rainy day.”
“Are they for me？” inquired Jennie， clapping her hands in delight. “How kind you are.” she continued， as George laid them in her lap， “I have not had a flower since we’ve moved to the city.”
“Did you use to live in the country？” asked George.
“Oh， yes，” answered Jennie， “we used to live in a beautiful cottage， and there were trees and flowers and green grass， and the air was so sweet.”
