A scene on the bus, 600 words for the fourth grade composition.

Article 1: A scene of composition on the bus. Just one day ago, I saw a scene on the bus, which was a thing that benefited me for life.

Didi Didi, a bus is coming from a distance, reminding people not to miss the bus and wasting time. Although it was the weekend, some children came from somewhere and the bus was crowded. When I rushed up, the bus seemed to explode. "I didn't want to sit at first sight," I muttered. Strange to say, there seems to be a phenomenon on the bus. Ordinary children or most young people don't want to sit, preferring to be crowded with others rather than let their legs stop for a while to "work". Me too, the only position, sandwiched in the middle of the crowd.

Suddenly, an old woman ran forward desperately when the car was already moving, shouting, "Hello, the driver is waiting for me." Seeing that the driver didn't hear me, I used the "lion roar" trick, and finally stopped, only to see the grandmother panting to finish brushing the card. "Hump" through the crowd, as if looking for a position. Suddenly, from scratch, a short young man flashed past the old woman and sat in that seat 1. People around whispered and accused the young man, but no one dared to stand up.

The old woman has a kind face and dark skin, and the wrinkles on her face have not affected her goodwill at all.

At this time, the grandmother smiled at the people around her, as if to say this little thing, it doesn't matter, don't care. A sudden brake broke the original calm in the car, and the food in the grandmother's hand hit the young man. The young man glared at the old woman, while the old woman was embarrassed and repeatedly said "I'm sorry, I'm sorry" with a faint smile on her face. This smile seems to forgive everything. I went from being angry just now and wanting to take the blame for grandma to staring at the young man silently. "Doesn't he understand what all children know?"

Finally, a female passenger offered her seat to the old man and said with a smile, "Grandma, I was listening to music just now. I didn't notice you. Are you all right? " Grandma smiled again, this time happily. This is our good example. I was relieved to see that the female passenger was chatting with grandma.

After that, I found an empty place to sit down. I couldn't calm down for a long time. I thought: We should respect and care for the elderly. Just a small move can give them some warmth and make them happy. This is insignificant to us and should be done. If you put yourself in the other's shoes, maybe this wouldn't happen today.

In front of me stood an old man with gray hair. I gave up my seat without hesitation. The old man smiled and said, "Thank you, thank you ..."

The second part: A scene on the bus is composed on the bus. Crowds are everywhere, talking on the phone and looking out of the window. They are about to get off at the station and stand firmly on the handrail as soon as they get on the bus. I tightened my heavy schoolbag and rushed in, crowded, crowded!

I looked around, but I couldn't even grasp a handle. I can only rock clumsily, just like the steps I dance. This is a middle-aged uncle in front of me who seems to see my embarrassment. He tilted slightly to make room. I finally caught a chair armrest close to me in time and avoided the driver's "smart" sharp turn. My face breathed a sigh of relief, grateful that my uncle was not simply sideways, but only propped up my helplessness. After such a sideways, uncle's head seems to have raised a layer of aperture, holy and beautiful.

At this time, the middle-aged uncle got off at the station, and the people who got on the bus filled the space again. Just where I just shook, there was another aunt standing there. Before I could get up, a big brother leaned sideways and my aunt got on the back of the chair. Aunt leaned slightly and turned to nod and smile at her big brother. Eldest brother gestured, corners of the mouth slightly up. Outside the car, the sun has gradually set, and everyone in the car seems to be infected by a warm breath, flowing in the crowd.

The bus stopped again and people crossed the bus. Although crowded, it is orderly up and down. An aunt came from the front door with a bag and was sweating all over her face. I quickly stood up, and my aunt with her hand on the back of the chair leaned sideways. Aunt looked at me gratefully. I finally got out of the car and looked at the car that I started after I got out. I watched her back for a long time until the bus disappeared in the afterglow of the sunset.

On the bus, sideways is still staged every day. This small action made me see the simplest and most sincere goodwill between people.

A little kindness in life is so simple and ordinary, but it is affectionate. You don't have to feel the earth shaking, just moisten things quietly and silently. On the bus, we are not only passing by in a hurry, but also passing on our inner individuals. I am very grateful to that uncle, so I imitate his behavior and give it to those who need it. I hope I can pass on this love and let more people feel this little love. Starting from the little things in daily life, this love will make me happy and make more people feel warm!