"It's really crowded today!" I sighed in the dark. "However, this is really a free slimming exercise. It's hard to get fat! So I often like to take this car home and then have a big meal without worrying about being out of shape. " I couldn't help laughing when I thought of my classmates, and my heart was suddenly enlightened.
"Sorry, please forgive me!" There was an old and rough voice in the carriage. 1 of "dong", the door was quickly closed, and the car flew away happily like a stiff wild horse.
"Driver, stop the car! I haven't got off yet! " The old voice in the carriage rang again, but there was no reply. I raised my tired eyes and scanned them. I saw an old man with an anxious expression on his face, stamping his feet irregularly and trembling.
"Driver, please stop!" The old hoarse voice sounds more turbid and weak at this time, as if the already fragile vocal cords are about to break. The voice of anxiety echoed in the carriage and in the ears of every passenger.
Suddenly, a powerful voice came from the front of the carriage: "Wait for the next stop, you can't park here, don't you know?" ! "Some impatience in the voice, even show disgust. I looked around, and the crowded car was like an open pool at the moment, with only a few people left.
"You'd better sit down for a while, the road is still long!" A middle-aged woman kindly reminded.
"No, if the car stops late, I'm afraid, I'm afraid it's too late to get off ..." The old man trembled and stretched out his hands, clutching the handrail tightly, his blue blood vessels faintly visible, his feet spread out, just to stand stronger for himself. The passengers nearby raised their hands intentionally or unintentionally to protect the elderly. Seeing this, I couldn't help walking to the old man's side to help him when he was unstable.
The car door opened heavily and the old man rushed down, regardless of whether the car stopped or not. He couldn't help shivering, almost broke out in a cold sweat, and the passengers next to him looked at him nervously. "Slow down, slow down, it's okay! Be careful ... "Middle-aged women have been saying when they see this.
In a flash, the figure of the old man has disappeared out of sight and the car has left.
Time always flies. My mother often says to me, "Time is a golden river. Don't let it slip away at your fingertips." The teacher often teaches me: "an inch of time is worth an inch of gold, and an inch of gold can't buy an inch of time." This is true, and it is also the truth that we young people should stick to when we grow up. However, in the face of such an old man with mobility difficulties, such an elderly life, such a great danger and such a tragedy that may happen at any time, I can't help thinking, are you so stingy with this short time of ten or twenty seconds? What is even more puzzling is why the old man stopped at the next stop to open the door so suddenly, even if he didn't get ready in advance and delayed getting off the bus.
Of course, the rules of the system must be observed, and sometimes gifts are not spared. However, sharpening the knife does not mistake the woodcutter, and foreign military orders are not affected. Everything has variables, "the world is cold", and the specific problems are analyzed in detail. I don't believe that any passenger will complain about the delay of ten or twenty seconds because the old man stops slowly!
Drivers and uncles who take me to and from school every day: After all, old people are not as light as swallows. With them here, can you drive slowly?