Street scene

Street scene 1

“Bring me a bowl of yam powder!”

“I want a bowl of tartary buckwheat glutinous rice!”

"Hey!" the boss responded, busy and confused.

There is no luxurious style of the hotel, nor the romantic atmosphere of the restaurant. There are only people who have never met each other gathered here and talked about everything.

Sitting at the table, I picked up the glutinous rice dumplings with chopsticks, put them into my mouth along with the sauerkraut, and chewed them carefully. The coolness drove away the endless heat. I suddenly felt much refreshed and relaxed. .

While eating, I looked at the couple selling street food. The boss looks very thin, and from time to time he wipes the sweat from his cheeks with the "time-tested" towel. The landlady doesn't have gorgeous clothes or dazzling necklaces, but she is amiable and like a blooming flower.

Their lives are not rich, but they look satisfied. They looked at the happy faces of the people who were tasting the snacks, and the boss and his wife would look at each other and smile.

Business is no longer busy, and the proprietress is sitting on a stool chatting with people. "I get up at three or four o'clock every morning and start eating."

"Boss, how much is it?"

"Six dollars."

"Six yuan? Others charge eight yuan!"

"It hasn't gone up." The boss smiled honestly.

The boss lady handed my mother and me a tissue each, "Come back after you eat."

I felt an unprecedented feeling of emotion in my heart.

It is them who hold up this world with their ordinary shoulders; it is them who bring a hint of coolness in the hot summer season; it is they who create touching moments in ordinary life.

They were once looked down upon by others, but today, they are just as happy and satisfied. They create wealth and gain happiness with their own hands. Street Scene 2

One sunny noon, my mother and I were walking on the way to the stationery store. At this time, I glanced at the row of small yellow cars on the street. They fell down and lay on the roadside one after another like dominoes.

I subconsciously pushed my mother with my arm, and her mouth opened as if she wanted to say something to me. I seemed to understand and hurriedly stepped forward to help the little yellow car up. Unexpectedly, my mother hurriedly stepped forward to stop it, muttering: There are so many small yellow cars, but you didn't knock them down. Why go to help them? Others may misunderstand that you knocked them down!

I just wanted to retort, but I couldn’t think of any good reason.

While hesitating, a little girl who seemed a little younger than me walked over. I saw her bending down, holding the handle of a free bicycle with both hands, and touching her feet with her feet. She pressed the pedal and lifted it hard, and the whole car stood up. She moved the bicycle gently, came to the cars that had just been lined up, pressed the pedal, and the cars stood firmly in a row, although she was very tired. She was sweating so much that she kept wiping her sweat beads off, but her every move received admiring looks from countless passers-by.

At this time, she seemed to be in trouble. The pedals and wheels of a bicycle were stuck together.

She pulled the pedal hard, but accidentally hurt her finger. She instinctively shook her hand and continued to help the little yellow car regardless of the pain. I glared at my mother angrily. But she seemed to have forgotten what she just said. He even boasted: Whose child is this? He is so sensible! ’ I pursed my lips and complained: Mom, if you hadn’t stopped me just now, I would have become someone else’s child in the eyes of passers-by. People nowadays are not as bad as you think! As she walked up, my mother looked at me awkwardly, her eyes full of apologies.

The warm sunshine shines on the street. Among the crowded crowd, two small figures are working tirelessly. The civilization of society needs to rely on you, me, him... Street scene 3

Finally finished the tiring Mathematical Olympiad class, and I dragged my tired head and took my mother's car home.

At this time, my mother seemed to have remembered something and said to me: "When I came here just now, I passed by the Tianmu Music Store and saw a lot of people surrounding it. There was a row of people holding slogans with black characters on a white background." "Give me back my 6-year-old daughter", "So-and-so drove drunk and hit and run"——" My fatigue just now disappeared, I opened my eyes and asked: "Where is it?" "The intersection of Tianmu Qinxing, I will take you there later. Go and see."

I straightened my back and searched both sides of the road seriously. "Look, it's right there." Mom pointed forward. Oh my god, it was a dark group of people, some were onlookers and some were policemen in police uniforms. Sure enough, just across the intersection, more than a dozen people stood in a row, holding huge signs. They were old and young, and they seemed to be relatives of the mother who had lost her daughter. Those slogans seemed like papers crying out for grievances and angrily denouncing the crimes of the evildoers. Holding the white paper and fluttering in the wind, it seems as if she is as fragile and fragile as the six-year-old girl. And the black words are clearly the behavior of the sinner, towering over that fragile life, how arrogant and arrogant.

I had seen the parade on TV before, but watching it at such a close distance still made my heart tremble. At six years old, this little girl had not yet experienced the joy of the world, and she was killed by those two wheels full of alcohol. At six years old, this should be such a happy age, carefree. , however, such a vivid life left quietly.

As for the hit-and-run driver, you personally pushed a living life into the abyss. When you were about to leave a bloody little girl and run away, wasn't there a trace of hesitation, wasn't there a trace of uneasy conscience? I wonder if he saw the parade, and what was he thinking?

May this little girl rest in peace. There will be no cars in heaven, and she can quietly reminisce about her lost childhood. Street Scene 4

The sun hung in the sky on the streets of Wengehua, and it was extremely hot. The leaves of the camphor tree were hanging down, the treatment was screaming feebly, and the asphalt road seemed to be melting, steaming out. People walk through the streets of Vancouver. The car beeped non-stop. The streets are so lively.

"Quack, quack, quack, quack," a loud cry came from a corner of the streets of Vancouver. "Quack-quack", crisp chirping sounds came from the corner again. Many passers-by looked back and toward that corner. It turned out that it was a big duck walking around the streets with 14 little ducks. Look! The big duck swaggered in front of the group of little ducks, while the group of naive little ducks waddled behind the mother duck. They slowly walked onto the road. When the driver saw it, he immediately braked lightly and stopped to let the ducks pass first.

Some passers-by stopped and whispered to their friends: "Look! Look there are a group of ducklings over there!" Some people took pictures with cameras. The mother duck became even more arrogant, like a duck. A white swan. Mother Duck didn't notice that there was a sewer with a half-open cover in front of it. The mother duck walked over. Because the mother duck was bigger, she did not fall in. Then, many little ducks fell into the sewer with a "quacking" sound.

The mother duck immediately turned around and screamed "quack", as if to stir up the base and said: "Children! Don't be afraid, your mother will come to save you right away!" The mother duck put her head into the sewer, Screaming desperately. The mother duck had no way to save her baby, so she walked around the sewer twice.

Mother Duck was looking eastward and saw a bunch of patrolmen performing their duties on the road. The mother duck hurried over and patted the patrolman's feet with her wings. Then when the patrolman didn't respond, she bit the patrolman's pants with her mouth. The patrolman reacted and followed Mother Duck to the "crime scene". The patrolman took a closer look and saw that the little duck had fallen into the sewer.

Under the command of the captain, a patrolman tied a protective rope, quickly went down into the sewer, and held the group of ducklings in his arms. The patrolman on the sewer carefully pulled up the little duck and the patrolman.

The rescued little duck immediately broke away from the patrolman's arms and ran quickly into the arms of its mother duck. The mother duck gently combs the ducklings' feathers with her beak. Then he looked at the patrolman affectionately and nodded as if to express his thanks.

The mother duck took her babies on the road again, and all the pedestrians and cars stopped to watch these cute little ducks. Street Scene 5

In life, you will always discover beautiful things inadvertently, and you will also feel a chilling scene.

I remember one time, I was walking alone on the street, ready to buy two pens. But at this moment, a scene happened not far away that shocked me. An old man with weak legs and feet suddenly fell down accidentally and struggled on the ground, trying to get up. An adult happened to be passing by with a child in his hand. I thought to myself: It's okay now. This adult will definitely help the old man up. However, their actions happened beyond my expectation. Not only did this adult not help the old man up, but what was even more disgusting was that he said to his child: "Look! If you can't walk well, look, you're going to fall!" As soon as he finished speaking, the adults and children sneered. With a sound, he walked away. At this time, I was so angry that I really wanted to rush up and scold them. But I didn't do that. I rushed to the old man's side and gently helped him up. The old man immediately took my hand and said, "I'm old, my legs and feet are inconvenient, and it gets in the way of everything I do. Thank you for today, little sister." After saying that, he shook his head and limped away...

Looking at the old man's retreating back, I felt indescribable pain and indescribable anger in my heart. The scene, that sentence, and the laughter always play out in my mind, which seems to be like the biting cold wind in winter, chilling people from head to toe.

Just today, I deeply realized that everyone seems to be looking out for their own interests and forget to show care to others. Doesn’t the lyrics say: “As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a better place.” Then why are people unwilling to give their love? Street Scene 6

The melodious sound of Erhu was floating in the noisy city. I followed the sound and came to an old man.

This is an old man who is over fifty years old. Several strands of white hair have grown out of his originally dark hair, shining under the sunlight. The years have climbed up his cheeks and left ravines like lines. wrinkle. His clothes are also very simple, black and white, which is extremely rare in the city.

One song ends and another one comes. He half-closed his eyes, leaned slightly on the back of the chair, and gently placed the wooden erhu on his lap. The arms moved slightly, and notes jumped one after another, breaking into people's hearts. The crowd of onlookers listened quietly. At this moment, there were no voices, no trumpets, and no footsteps. Only the melodious sound of the erhu echoed in the clear air.

After a long time, people came back to their senses and all praised the old man's superb piano skills. What a woman said caught my attention. She said to the woman next to her: Do you know? He is actually blind. I was shocked, and when I stared at the old man again, I found that his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of gray cloth, and his eyes were empty. I shivered and backed away, thinking: Oh my God! A blind man can have such good skills, he must have practiced for a long time! I was puzzled, and finally I stepped forward firmly and asked: Grandpa, you pull so well, have you practiced for a long time? He smiled and said: Yes! It turns out that I don’t even know the most basic pitch. I have to practice it every day to become so good! His words warmed my heart like a warm current, and my heart was filled with warmth. Accompanied by the sound of the erhu, time passed quietly, and before I knew it, it was getting late. I tightened my sleeves and went home.

Times have changed, and this matter has passed a long time ago. But the image of the old man playing the erhu attentively still came to my mind. Every time I think about it, there is always a warmth in my heart. I understand: as long as I persist, everything is possible.

This scene on the street will always be fixed in my heart. The sound of the erhu sounded again, and the warmth continued. Street scene 7

In this quiet noon, the sun still hung high in the sky, warming the earth with its endless heat.

Cars were passing back and forth, everything was normal. Until suddenly there was a loud bang, which seemed to pierce the sky, and everyone started talking around.

In the crowd, my eyes fell on him. He was a young man with a well-proportioned figure, wearing a white short T-shirt and a pair of blue jeans. He stretched his neck and looked around like a giraffe. I thought he might be joining in the fun and looking for where the sound was coming from. But I looked carefully and felt that he had some evil intentions. He must be trying to seize this opportunity to take advantage of it.

The crowd gathered tightly together, leaving some space in the middle. It was obvious that there had been a car accident. A fat aunt, swaying her fat body, squeezed into the innermost place and said in surprise: "Wow! It's so seriously injured. Send it to the hospital quickly." A child said sadly: "It's so pitiful. Who hit it?" "The crowd started talking again.

The young man became even more anxious. He circled the crowd several times, but still couldn't find any gap. He was so anxious that he jumped up and down, and the ground seemed to be cracked by his stamp.

The fat aunt had a frightened expression on her face, and she always said: "There was so much blood! It's terrible." The child also said sympathetically: "That driver is so annoying, so Cruel."

A gap suddenly appeared in the crowded crowd, and the young people squeezed in desperately. "Who is it?" "Who is so incompetent?" "Why are you so crowded?" Complaints rang out from the crowd. The young man tried his best and finally squeezed into the middle. He shouted "Dad." Everyone was stunned and gave way to a path.

The young man was frightened by the scene in front of him. A dog was lying in a pool of blood. Street Scene 8

Every time I go back to my grandma’s house and walk past a small stall on the street, I always think of the scene that happened before the Chinese New Year last year.

It was a cold afternoon. I had just come out of my cousin’s house and was about to go back to my grandma’s house. As soon as I turned a corner, I was immediately attracted by a firecracker stall. There was a dazzling array of various firecrackers with novel styles, including Sky Monkey, Erkiji, Earth Red, Colorful Rocket, Dapeng Soaring... I was watching it with excitement, Suddenly I heard a "bang" sound, and when I looked back, I saw a white-haired old man falling to the ground, carrying a lunch box and half a bag of soy milk, and a bicycle leaning next to him. It turned out that a young man in a suit suddenly walked in front of the old man while he was riding his bicycle. The old man had no time to dodge and fell to the ground. The soy milk splashed on the young man's clothes, and the food spilled on the fireworks. A bunch of fireworks may have to be scrapped. Suddenly, the atmosphere solidified. Everyone thought that another "war of words" would break out, so they all gathered around. Under normal circumstances, if young people are very angry, will they abuse the elderly unreasonably? However, firecrackers are a small-scale operation. With such a huge loss, will the stall owner give up? I couldn't help but sweat for the old man. To everyone's surprise, the uncle immediately ran over, not caring about wiping his clothes, and quickly helped the old man up and asked with concern: "Old man, you didn't fall, did you? Do you need to go to the hospital?" The old man said tremblingly: "Thank you. "Young man, I'm so sorry for staining your clothes." The uncle said, "It's okay, the food is all spilled. How about I buy another one for you?" "No, I'm so sorry." Then he looked at the stall owner, who was smiling and had no intention of asking the old man to claim compensation. The old man rode away and said before leaving, "There are still a lot of good people!"

The crowd dispersed, and my father and I were walking on the way home. Today, I am particularly happy. Street Scene 9

It was late autumn. A few yellow leaves were hanging on the lifeless treetops, choked by gusts of cold wind. The pale sunset slanted down on the street, and there was no warmth at all.

My grandma and I were walking on the street. The noisy streets that had been noisy all day gradually subsided, and people after get off work hurried home. "Haha..." Bursts of hollow laughter came from East Street.

I walked up curiously. "Hey, what are so many people doing?" A lot of people. But I still squeezed into the wall of people, and when I looked up I saw a man sitting on the garbage, wearing tattered, dirty and torn shoes, with a large toe exposed. He stared at people blankly and smiled.

You can tell at a glance that he is a fool!

Street fools, this is nothing surprising to us. But why are there so many people surrounding him? Just as I was thinking about it, a big hand came up from in front of my eyes and scratched the fool's nose. The fool was still laughing. The crowd of onlookers burst into laughter, as if they felt infinite fun. "Smile again." Another small hand pulled his ear. The fool kept laughing and mumbling something incoherent. I get it, they're making fun of fools. Suddenly my heart felt cold.

I left with a heavy heart. Because I really can't bear to see that fool being bullied. The curtain enveloped me thicker, and the cold wind became stronger. I thought to myself: There must be heavy frost tonight. And where would that fool sleep? Wei Wei's affectionate singing suddenly sounded in my ears: "As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a beautiful world..." After listening, I became even more confused.

Isn’t the poor fool “giggling” on the street because of being ridiculed and lacking warmth? Aren’t the people watching lacking love and insensitive? I think what fools need is more care and love from society, but not jokes and discrimination that they don’t understand at all! Street Scene 10

That day, I went to buy breakfast and found a woman lingering in front of a private car, seemingly waiting for someone.

This woman looks like the car owner. He is in his thirties, and his clothes are not fancy, but this car looks very new and high-end. She looked at her watch from time to time, which made her look a little anxious; from time to time, she took selfies, which made her look very comfortable and leisurely.

Just as he was about to enter the breakfast shop, a handsome man came over and saw the woman taking a selfie of the new car, so he asked: "Is this car yours?" The woman turned her head to look at him, but she didn't. He replied, just standing firmly by the car door. The handsome guy walked over and looked at her with disdain, "Aren't you sleepwalking, are you?" He pushed the woman away impatiently, "Go away! I'm going to drive!"

The woman's expression Complex, seems to be stunned. I thought to myself: Is she a fool? Or dumb? I saw her pointing at the car door to the handsome guy, turning around and leaving...

At this moment, the handsome guy suddenly woke up, quickly stepped forward and grabbed the woman, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. ! I misunderstood you!"

It turns out that the handsome guy forgot to close the car window, and his wallet and mobile phone were just left on the car seat. That woman was looking after the unknown car owner!

The woman turned around and smiled slightly: "It's okay. Be careful next time and don't be too careless when you go out! Also, please believe that there are still many good people in the world!"

Watching the woman walk away, I felt warm in my heart. I believe this handsome car owner is the same as me!

Looking down at the time, it’s getting late. I haven’t had breakfast yet! I walked into a breakfast shop and ordered a bowl of noodle soup. While eating, I reminisced about this street scene...

Yes, there are still many good people in the world! Even strangers can have such heart-warming care! Street Scene 11

I am a little duck. On a sunny day, my mother decided to take my brothers and sisters for a walk. A few of us screamed with excitement when we heard the news. On the way, everyone was discussing: "There must be delicious food there, and maybe there is a unique flower in the world, which must be very beautiful..." I was also full of longing for there.

When we arrived at the place - the streets of Vancouver, I couldn't help but be stunned. It was so strange there. There were many "animals" who could control a monster consisting of four balls and a box. But it's a really nice place there. You can see many flower-like things in the sky at night. "Wow! Some of these flowers in the sky are red, some are green, some are white... some are like ripples in the water..." Brother Sanbao said while pointing. When my youngest siblings got tired from walking, my mother would carry them on her back. At this time, we were just looking at the beautiful scenes around us. Without paying attention, my brother, sister, and I fell into the sewer together.

A few of us sent a distress signal to my mother. After my mother heard it, she quickly came to the side of the sewer and stretched her head towards the sewer mouth. It saw us and said to us: "Children, don't be afraid. I'll find someone to rescue you." After a long time, we were shaken by the water, dejected and very angry. I thought: Mom is lying... At this time, a patrolman put his hat on. He came down and slowly stopped beside us. He wanted us to go in. At this time we heard our mother saying to us: "Children, get in the hat quickly." We were finally rescued. When our mother saw us, she quickly smoothed our dirty hair clean with her mouth. I saw Mom nodded to the patrolman with her head, which is our duck's way of saying thank you.

After being rescued, we swaggered and went home happily. Street Scene 12

On a midsummer day, the sun was shining brightly, the sky was clear, and everything was so harmonious. The camera turned to show a mother duck leading a group of ducklings for a walk on the streets of Vancouver. On the streets of Vancouver, the bustling crowds and the endless vehicles on the road stopped and looked at this "duck team" with their heads held high. Pedestrians on the road also stopped and stared at this beautiful scenery. .

The mother duck leads the ducklings, looking back from time to time to remind the ducklings to follow. While walking, two little ducks behind the team accidentally fell into the sewer beside the road. At first, the mother duck didn't pay attention. When the mother duck looked back again, she found that two little ducks were missing. She quickly walked back and saw the two little ducks in the sewer. She was so frightened that she kept flapping her wings. Several other little ducks followed, tilting their heads and watching curiously. The mother duck was stunned for a while before she realized what was happening. She shouted loudly into the sewer: "Quack!" The mother duck was so anxious that she moved around in circles and touched her head with her wings as if to comfort herself. After a while, it calmed down, as if it realized that it was useless to be anxious. At this time, it saw a policeman not far away. It quickly ran over, grabbed the policeman's trousers and took him to the sewer.

The policeman saw it and understood immediately. He took a basket from the patrol box, leaned down and kept fishing with his hands. The little duck slowly climbed into the basket. After the police caught the little duck, he quickly put the basket on the ground, took the little duck out with both hands, and carefully placed it next to the mother duck.

The mother duck looked at the ducklings, licked their dirty bodies lovingly, and then looked at the policeman with grateful eyes. At this time, people gathered around the sewer, and they couldn't help but applaud.

The sun was about to set. Mother Duck organized her team and set off again. People looked at this group of cute little ducks and couldn't help but laugh. People deeply feel that humans and animals can be harmonious, and how happy it is for humans and animals to help each other! Street Scene 13

One day on the weekend, my father took me to the library to borrow books, but we came too early and the library door was not open yet. So the two of us sat on chairs at a nearby bus stop and waited, admiring the street scenery.

Screen 1: A man in a suit and glasses walked out of the parking lot, holding a briefcase in his hand and hurriedly walked towards the bank across the street, as if he was late for work. . He walked to the isolation guardrail in the middle of the road and stopped. Seeing that the detour was too far, he glanced left and right, but there was no traffic policeman. I saw him putting his briefcase on the guardrail, taking a few steps back, sprinting forward, and raising his feet to cross the guardrail. After standing still, he held his slightly loose glasses with his hand, pulled the corners of his clothes, and picked up the document. Bag, continue to move forward quickly. "Wow, this action was done in one go. He's even more handsome than Liu Xiang!" I exclaimed, "It's a pity that I chose the wrong performance venue."

Screen 2: There is a classmate who looks like a middle school student drinking a drink while waiting for the bus. . Seeing the car pull into the station, he hurriedly drank the drink in his hand and looked around as if looking for the trash can. There was a trash can five or six meters away from the platform, so he made a shooting gesture, aimed the empty bottle in his hand at the trash can, and threw it out with a "swish".

It's a pity that the technology is not good enough, the bottle bounced off the lid of the trash can and fell to the ground. He shook his head and got on the bus.

Screen 3: A young man wearing a baseball cap and humming with headphones in his ears came across the road. Suddenly, he coughed a few times, and there was a strange noise in his throat. Then there was a "bah" sound, and a "yellow bullet" flew out of his mouth and hit the target - the iron ball on the isolation guardrail. He seemed very satisfied with his masterpiece, snapped his fingers, hummed and walked away with a smile.

In just ten minutes, the scenery on the street changed endlessly. Every picture and every little thing tested people's various accomplishments. Street Scene 14

After dinner, my mother and I went to the park to play. The park is crowded with people and very lively! "Eh? What are those people doing around here?" I squeezed past...

I looked and said, "Ah! It turns out it's a big brother setting off the Kongming Lantern!" The Kongming Lantern is like a bag, and it seems to be able to Holds a lot of stuff. I looked at it and said to my mother: "Mom, I want to buy a Kongming Lantern too!" My mother shook her head and said, "I'll buy it next time." I returned to the crowd, and the big brother was just about to release the Kongming Lantern. I was very happy. , very excited, I really want to see the Kongming Lantern rising into the sky soon. Finally, the sky lanterns started to be set off. The elder brother lit the fire with a lighter. The sky lanterns were about to rise to the sky! The Kongming Lantern flew up slowly, and I thought to myself: "Will the Kongming Lantern fly into space?"

Flying, flying, no good! The Kongming Lantern is stuck in the tree! When I saw it, I suddenly became anxious, and everyone started talking: "The Kongming Lantern shouldn't be placed here," "Just" "What if it catches fire?"... Everyone was talking on the sidelines. Time passed by minute by second, and I was so anxious that I felt like I had a little rabbit in my chest - thumping and thumping.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew "Huh, Huh, Huh." The wind seemed to know something. It blew the branches hard, "Huh, Huh" and the Kongming Lantern flew to the sky with the big brother's wish. I thought: "It is so dangerous to set off the Kongming Lantern. Where will it fly to? Is it a clear river, the vast space, or a beautiful prairie? But if it flies to the small river, those small fish playing with us, The shrimps will be poisoned, the river will be polluted, and the beautiful songs will no longer be sung. Birds will not come to the river to comb their feathers. The water in the river will become turbid, and no one will care about it. That is How terrible!" The more I thought about it, the more frightened I became.

So, I said to my mother, "I won't put the Kongming Lantern up anymore." My mother smiled and said, "Okay, we won't put it up."

This incident made me deeply understand. Here it comes: Not only is it dangerous to set off sky lanterns, it will also bring thousands of garbage to the earth! What a tragic scene! Street Scene 15

The sun sets and the afterglow reflects on the clouds. A few dead leaves were blown down by the autumn wind and scattered in the soil. On the street, vendors hung up lights one after another, and under the lights, the items sparkled.

When I was playing on the street, passing by pedestrians and stalls, I would always squat down to look at the beautiful trinkets and tempting candies. Unknowingly, more than half of the time has passed.

Suddenly, the crowd beside me burst into cheers, and the sound was so loud that it attracted me. I struggled to squeeze into the crowd and saw a lifelike sugar phoenix for the first time. Looking up again, he saw a face full of wrinkles. His hair was gray, his eyes were particularly bright, and his hands were shaking flexibly. I couldn't help but sigh: "This old man is so capable!"

The old man took out a wooden stick and placed it on the phoenix. Finally, he raised the sugar painting and shouted loudly: "Candy seller, two pieces." One piece of money!" Immediately, many people took out money from their pockets and rushed to give it to the old man, as if they were afraid of not being able to grab the candy paintings.

I am full of emotions: the old man is so versatile and the sugar paintings he sells are of high quality and low price. No wonder people rush to buy them.

In the crowd, some cheered, some clapped, and some children pulled on adults' clothes and shouted "I want it." The old man quickly made sugar paintings: butterflies, tigers, and hearts. Each sugar painting was so vivid that people were reluctant to bite it.

It was my turn. The old man took out a spoonful of syrup from the small pot and shook the spoon skillfully. A full outline emerged. The old man put down the spoon and began to carve patterns. After a while, I saw the brocade. Carp, it has a smart tail and graceful lines. I exclaimed: "Grandpa, you are amazing!"

Isn't it? If an old man can do it, we can do it too. As long as we practice hard, nothing can stump us!