The most beautiful landscape composition, 800 words with a narrative of a specific event, is urgently needed. Well written, praise it.

Taking a very ordinary bus, the changing scenery outside the window is always full of freshness and pleasing to the eye. As we all know, when you stare at the scenery outside the window, you may miss the scenery inside the car.

I feel extremely lucky that I captured the most beautiful scenery in the car that passed by me.

It was a Sunday morning, and I was lounging in the last seat of the bus. Just as I was dozing off with my head on the window, a mother and daughter came from the front door of the bus. The little girl was six or seven years old and skipped to find a window seat in the back row. Her mother bought a ticket and sat beside the little girl.

As soon as she sat down, the little girl turned to the window and looked at the scenery outside, her legs swinging rhythmically when she couldn't reach the ground. The little girl didn't pull her mother's sleeve as I imagined, but sat quietly in the back of the chair with her head facing the window. Sometimes, the mother will bow her head and gently ask the little girl, is it cold? Do you want to close the window? The little girl will shake her head slowly, and the mother will reach out and put her hair behind her ear, as gently as touching a sleeping baby.

After the car passed several intersections, the little girl gradually became sleepy, her swinging legs stopped, and her little face raised towards the window slowly lowered. At first, she just closed her eyes, put her hands around her wrists and leaned her head on her mother's arm. Later, she simply fell asleep on her mother's lap.

Then I noticed that her mother put her feet on tiptoe slightly to make the little girl sleep more comfortably. Her hand patted the little girl on the back. I wonder if she is also humming a soothing nursery rhyme? Just as all this was going on quietly, the little girl's body shrank inadvertently, and her mother immediately stopped slapping, but reached out and pushed open the open window. After the window was closed, the little girl leaned over and changed to a more comfortable sleeping position. Mother cut off her wrinkled collar, wrapped her clothes and stroked the little girl's hair. Then, the gentle pat on the little girl's back began again.

If you can see mother's expression at this moment, I think it must be a deep maternal love flowing out of her eyes. Mother's smiling eyes will be stop for a minute on the sleeping girl, like a soft lake, like the warm sunshine in early spring, interpreting a mother's ordinary and delicate love.

Mothers, girls, and the time that seems to have solidified around them render a warm landscape.

The scenery outside the window is still flowing, but the time inside the car is fixed at this most beautiful moment.