Who are the great people you met on the train?

Who are the great people you met on the train?

Talk about what happened on the train. In technical secondary school, I went to school in the provincial capital. Take the train every time you start school or have a holiday. At that time, the train was an old-fashioned slow train. It took me seven hours to get to our city, even if it was not too late. After school, I met several fellow villagers and often met to catch the same train from all places to school. That train stops at every small station and there are many passengers. There are always many people with no quality on the train. Their belongings are randomly placed, and they take off their shoes and put their feet on the seat next to you. What a smoke! There is also that he lies in his seat for a long time, as if that position is his bed. He has no manners at all. No matter whether there are people nearby or not, whether they want to sit down or not, those people completely ignore him.

It takes a long time to take the train every time, so I have to go out early in the morning and wait until I get home at night. On the way, I will find someone to play cards and chat to kill time. Every time I really sit, my back aches and my legs hurt. There are all kinds of disgusting smells on the train, such as eating and smoking. What I hate most is smoking, which is very uncomfortable, but we can't help it. What kind of people have grown up in the world.

There are so many wonderful things to say. I remember a school holiday. We three girls agreed to go home by train together. We started from school early in the morning, because we were all excited to go home. We slept late the night before, and then the three girls slept comfortably on the train. Forget how cool it is. I sat opposite the other two students. Sitting for a long time is really unbearable. When we arrived at the ruins of our city, there were many tunnels. The tunnel was long and dark, and I was half asleep. I saw a man in his forties standing beside my classmate all the time. There were many people that day, and everyone was very tired. That man has been rubbing his lower body against my classmate's shoulder. I didn't care at first, thinking that he was just standing tired and leaning there. Later, I thought he was sneaking around, so I thought he was trying to steal our luggage while we were asleep. So I've been paying attention to him half asleep. He is wearing a military green dress similar to a military uniform. This man looks a little sloppy. I stared at him for a long time before I realized what he was doing. His pants zipped up directly, and his left hand grabbed one side of the skirt to block his indescribable place. His right hand leaned against my classmate's armchair and rubbed it there. I suddenly saw it clearly. In an instant, I was flushed and panicked and didn't know what to do.

I am timid. When he did this, I was embarrassed to talk about him directly, but I was afraid that he would beat us. But his behavior really went too far. I still can't accept it if I think about it. I really want to catch him and beat him up. The little girl always feels afraid of causing criticism and letting others know that we are being harassed. How does she get along? I can't stand it. I suddenly looked up and woke up my classmates. The man was so frightened that he quickly pulled up his skirt to cover it and turned around. My classmate changed places with me in a daze. She doesn't know anything. Up to now, 78 years have passed, and I haven't told her about it, because I have always felt guilty and didn't stand up for the first time to stop it. Instead, I thought about it for a long time. I am afraid that if I tell her, she will blame me, because my cowardice shames her, and she is afraid that she will turn against me. If that happens to us now, the first reaction will be to push that rude man down and reward him for having no shadow feet. This is the most wonderful and helpless thing I have encountered on the train in my life, and it is also a secret that only I know so far.