The first time I donated money at my free will. On the way to the Chinese supermarket this afternoon, I was stopped by a lady. She told me that they are going to Germany to do some missionary work to help poor children. I realized that she wanted me to contribute some money. Normaly, I would refuse, partly because I usually don't carry money with me, partly because I am a poor man. But this time I gaved her five pounds. I don't know why. Though I have donated for several times in China, these donations were forced and I really hate such donations. These donations are acutally robery. This is the first time that I did not donate agaist my will. Why was I willing to give this time? Probably, as Boots' advertisement says: giving feels good.