A composition describing Taiping Township, Zhenyuan County, Gansu Province (to describe the charming scenery and customs

On a hot summer day in July 1995, the cicada on the tree kept chirping "Cicada, cicada", still saying, "It's so hot, it's so hot." An old man was waiting hard under the bus stop sign with his head facing the scorching sun.

Finally, an old bus was driving slowly in the distance. The car did not stop when it reached the stop sign, but slid forward for more than ten meters before stopping. When the old man caught up with the bus out of breath, the driver scolded angrily: "Old man, you are walking so slowly. If you are later, I will drive away!"

The old man kept shouting Apologize: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, driver, please don't be angry, don't be angry." The driver snorted contemptuously and ignored the old man again. The car was already packed to the brim. The vehicle with an approved capacity of 20 people carried 35 people. There are 35 nostrils for breathing out, and they are so tightly packed that even Feng'er feels helpless.

The old man felt his stomach and intestines were churning, and the carriage was already so hot that he felt extremely uncomfortable. The old man turned his attention to a young man wearing a league emblem on his chest. However, the young man just looked at the scenery outside the window indifferently. He - didn't see the old man...

The old man's throat was choked, and he couldn't help but recall the winter day seven years ago.

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In the early winter of 1988 in a certain city, the weather was already quite cold. Pedestrians on the road wrapped themselves tightly for fear of being blown away by the cold west wind. Because of the cold, buses of all sizes were so packed that passengers didn’t even have room to put their feet, let alone sit comfortably. At this time, an old man who had transformed into his sixties waved to the bus and said he wanted to get on the bus. The bus stopped steadily on the roadside not far from the old man.

The old man walked towards the bus tremblingly on crutches. Seeing this, the conductor hurriedly got off the car and carefully helped the old man get on the bus. The conductor said angrily: "Old man, it's so cold, it's so inconvenient for you to come out alone! Where is your son? Why don't you come to see you off?"

The old man smiled and said: "Oh, I My son is a soldier in the army and cannot come to see me often. My daughter-in-law is pregnant, so I went to see her."

The conductor said happily: "You are so lucky - oh! Comrades inside squeeze in to make room for this old man!" As soon as he finished speaking, several children wearing red scarves gave up their seats to the old man. The old man praised: "What a good boy! Grandma has a few pieces of candies here. You can share them and eat them." As he said this, the old man took out a few candies from his arms.

"Red Scarf" immediately blushed, waved his hands repeatedly, and said shyly: "No, no, no, the teacher said this is what we should do."

The old man smiled heartily. , the wrinkles on his face are as bright as a blooming chrysanthemum. She said with emotion: "There are still many good people in the world!"

...

"Baba..." The old man woke up from her sweet dream. The car suddenly stopped suddenly, and the old man lost his balance and fell to the ground, but no one reached out to help her... The old man who fell on the ground stood up with difficulty.

Her tear-filled eyes stared blankly out of the window, muttering to herself: "The blue sky and white clouds are a thing of the past..."

At the same time, the huge chimney of the factory was still enjoying it. The earth paints the sky of this city more black - is it just the dark sky?

Communist Soviet Red

Saturday, May 9, 2009