The color of the character _ 600 words of composition describing the character

20 10 One day in summer, I went shopping in Xiping. It was very hot that day. The blazing sun shines directly on the earth. Cicada is so hot that it keeps chirping in the tree. Understand? Dogs stick out their tongues when they are hot, chickens flap their wings when they are hot, and people enjoy the cool under the trees.

I walked to the intersection and got on the bus. I took a long breath in the air conditioner. With the progress of public transportation, more and more people get on the bus, and the carriages begin to become crowded and the air is stuffy.

At this time, a young man in famous brand clothes finished drinking and threw the bottle into the trash can, but it didn't throw it right and rolled to the door. When the car door opened, the bottle was squeezed out? Crunch? Sound. People heard voices, some complained, some sighed, and some even simply walked to the back of the carriage, away from the beverage bottles. Every time the car door is opened or closed, the beverage bottle will make a noise, and people begin to talk about it. Some people got on the bus and some got off, but the bottle was still stuck there.

At this time, the bus stopped again, and an old lady in light blue got on the bus trembling. As no one gave up her seat, she had to stand near the car door. The bottle rang again when the car started. The old woman looked around for the source of the sound. Later, she saw the drink bottle and walked slowly towards it. I'm surprised: what does this old man want? Do you want to pick up a broken face and sell it for money? She reached out her old hand to pick up the bottle and put it in the trash can. At that moment, I clearly saw her face. Her face was covered with wrinkles and her hands were shaking slightly.

At this time, the air in the carriage seemed to solidify and the noisy sound stopped. People looked at the old man silently and made way for her. I bowed my head in shame and silently left my seat for the old man to sit down.

What an ordinary old man! Her simple nature makes this small space in the carriage clean.

It was her simple nature that infected me and added color.