『一』Story on the bus, composition of 300~500 words
Look at him dressed in simple clothes, with a towel hanging on his shoulders and holding two large sacks in his hands. This looks exactly like a migrant worker, but it was this ordinary migrant worker who made a scene that shocked me.
Just as I was getting into the car with my schoolbag on my back, he followed closely behind. I could clearly smell the sweat emanating from his collar, and a large amount of sweat dripped down from his head.
"Master, how much is a trip?" the migrant worker asked while struggling to carry two large sacks.
"Two dollars." The bus driver glanced at him.
When he got in the car, the door was closed. The car was moving slowly. After waiting and waiting, I finally got a seat. I sat over and breathed a sigh of relief, rested for a while, and then started playing mobile games. But the migrant worker was swaying around because of the two big sacks beside him, which made people feel frightened.
After a while, a woman with a child and an old woman came up. Just then, the person in front of the migrant worker got off the bus, but he did not sit down. Instead, he smiled and said to the woman next to him who had just entered the door: "Sister, please sit down! You must be tired holding the baby!" "Oh! Thank you so much. Yes!" the woman nodded. "Hey, it's nothing." The migrant worker scratched his head.
I was shocked at that time. The seat that the migrant workers had waited for so long was actually given to a stranger! And in such a cold weather, he was already "sweating profusely"! But I was playing the game by myself, while the old lady beside me was panting. I immediately lowered my head. After a while, I said to the old lady: "Grandma, sit down!" The old lady smiled and said, "Thank you, kid!" "You're welcome!" I waved my hand.
Looking at the thin figure of the migrant worker, I admired him!
Comments: The dialogue in the article is cleverly conceived, real and touching.
『二』Composition The story of a little bear and a little monkey on the bus, the little monkey reads a book again
The story of a little bear and a little monkey on the bus, the little monkey reads a book again
On the day of the third grade autumn outing, we came to the zoo. I observed the monkey carefully. It was naughty and cute, lively and clever.
The monkey has a thick face and its body is covered with fine black hairs. It likes to climb trees very much. When it is anxious, it grabs the tree with both hands and climbs up quickly with three steps and two steps at a time. I climbed to the top of the tree and looked around, as if I had lost something, anxious. That looked very interesting. When it is leisurely, it climbs up the tree step by step, grabs the branches with both hands, and swings on the swing. It is so cute.
The monkey is alert and cute when eating food. Whenever it finds food, it hides behind a tree and looks around, as if it is afraid that the food will be taken away. Then he slowly came closer, stretched out his two chubby, furry hands towards the food, and ate it with big mouthfuls. After a while, the food changed completely, and then he went for a walk, very funny.
If a group of monkeys get together and start a fight, they will be leaderless. The piercing noise was unbearable. Some threw fruit peels at each other, leaving a mess on the ground; some struggled together, knocking down this one and getting up the other one; some screamed desperately, the sound sounded like sadness, anger, and shouting; some crawled Go to the tree and look forward eagerly, as if waiting for the rescue target. They are agile and responsive. However, if a monkey is injured, they immediately unite to protect the safety of the injured monkey, guarding the surroundings, combing the fine hair of the injured monkey, and stroking its body. Injured monkeys will also rub against other monkeys to express their gratitude. It is touching and naturally gives rise to a feeling of love and affection.
What a cute monkey! They are smart, active, playful, united and friendly. Can you not love them? They are also the children of Mother Earth and a member of our homeland.
『三』 White Lie Composition Story on the Bus
Since the fifth grade, I have been taking the bus home by myself, and I met Many things can represent a corner of society. Quan
Yesterday, I took the bus home as usual. Route 72 came, and as soon as I got on the bus, I saw a young man sitting on the bus who seemed to be out of breath and bobbing his head while listening to an MP3 player. He gave me a very bad impression.
At this time, an old woman came up. As soon as the car started moving, the young man gave up his seat to the old lady. His impression in my mind is a little better, at least not so arrogant. It turns out he isn’t that “dark” after all!
The old woman politely refused the young man: "Just sit by yourself." The young man said again: "No, I'm about to get off the car, you sit down!" The old woman said Seeing him say this, he sat down. She couldn't continue to say, "You won't sit down even if you get off the bus." Then wouldn't her brain be flooded?
I thought to myself, it turned out that I had to get off the car before I gave up my seat.
But this is not the case. After one stop, he didn't get off; after another stop, he didn't get off either; after another stop, I thought he should get off, but he didn't get off either. Strange, didn't you say you were about to get off the bus? Why haven't you downloaded it yet?
Is this a white lie? My eyes shot to him. No matter how you look at it, it doesn’t look like it! I really can't imagine that this seemingly fashionable person would tell such a white lie. It’s so easy to know people but not their hearts!
Finally, the old lady and I got off the bus, but he still didn’t get off.
I believe that if everyone takes a small step, society will take a big step!
『四』 First grade, look at pictures and write words. Give up your seat on the bus
I go to school. On the bus. Saw an old lady. I think of the teacher's education. He stood up and gave his seat to the old lady.
"Wu" A continuation of the story on the bus
On a bus, I experienced something that I will never forget.
That day, it was raining lightly, and I was in a hurry to go to school. A 976 bus finally drove over. It was the rush hour at that time, and the seats on the bus were packed like sardine cans. I finally squeezed into the car and checked my pockets, but there was no transportation card, so I rummaged through all my pockets, but still couldn't find it. I took off my schoolbag and murmured to myself while searching: " Oops, why can't I find my transportation card? Did I lose it or forget to pick it up because I was in a hurry? "God, please help me find it." After a while, I still couldn't find it. The driver gave me a stern look and yelled angrily: "Girl, have you found it? Didn't you see that there are so many passengers behind you who haven't come up yet?" The passengers behind him also complained: " What are you doing in the front? No one is allowed to go to work. "When I heard other people complaining, I felt like a headless fly with beads of sweat on my forehead. I was extremely embarrassed. At this time, an aunt with curly hair and a round face with a smile came over from behind and asked me: "Son, did you forget to bring the traffic?" I nodded sheepishly. The aunt immediately took out two yuan from her pocket and put it into the money box, and said to the passengers behind her: "Okay, okay, I am a child, and people will always be in trouble." I secretly thought in my heart I would like to express my deep gratitude to my aunt, thank you aunt, thank you for helping me a child who I have never met, thank you.
"Land" The sky was covered with dark clouds, and lightning illuminated the earth. Huang Kai was carrying his schoolbag and standing at the bus stop... Continuation
Writing ideas: Do not proceed with a straightforward narrative, but pay attention to changing the angle of description in a timely and continuous manner to make the description more specific and unique to the reader. A sense of subjectification. Be clear, natural, and uncluttered, and put your own thoughts and feelings into it.
After a long time, the bus came. Huang Kai walked through the crowded crowd and finally found a seat to sit down.
After a few stops, Huang Kai saw an old woman getting on the bus. She seemed to be in her seventies or eighties.
She looked around, and Huang Kai also followed her gaze. Only after taking a closer look did he realize that there was no seat left. After the old lady read it, she walked to the putter with heavy steps and held the putter. Her expression seemed to be very disappointed.
Huang Kai's Adam's apple moved up and down, hesitating. Finally, Huang Kai stood up bravely, plucked up the courage and said, "Grandma, please sit down." After hearing this, the grandmother's eyes flashed with an "expression" of emotion, and she walked over slowly and sat down. Huang Kai seemed to understand her mind, raised his hand, and said quickly: "It's okay, grandma, Huang Kai is not tired. Look, Huang Kai's legs are very strong!" After hearing this, the old grandma narrowed her eyes and pursed her lips. A smile.
Huang Kai's heart was moved for a long time. Although the old lady did not speak, Huang Kai felt warm and happy. At this time, Huang Kai vaguely heard the voice coming from behind. "Look, that brother has very good moral character!" said a girl's mother, "You must learn from him!" After hearing this, Huang Kai felt indescribable happiness in his heart. I feel like I have grown up now that I am already a role model for others.
『撒』 The composition of the story on the bus should be contrastive
The first time taking the bus composition_500 words
The first time taking the bus
Ma Yili, Class 303, Donghu Primary School, Pinghu City, Zhejiang Province
Once, I went to the Children’s Palace to take a composition class. However, my mother didn't have time, so she gave me one yuan to take the bus to the Children's Palace by myself.
After a while, the bus came. I walked in, put the money in the cash box, and found a seat to sit down. At that time, I was really upset. There were more and more people in the car, and a sudden brake almost hit me. I was really nervous.
Car
After driving for more than ten minutes, we arrived at the administrative service center, but before I got out of the car, the car drove forward again. At this time, I asked the driver's uncle, "Has the Children's Palace arrived?" The driver's uncle said, "You are going to the Children's Palace. You should have got off the car just now." When I heard this, I became anxious and really thought about it. cry. The driver uncle said again: "But it doesn't matter. You can get off at Pinghu Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital and walk back." I quickly said: "Thank you." Pinghu Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital arrived,
I walked down , and go back. A tall children's palace appeared in front of me. I was so happy, as happy as the flowers blooming under the sun.
Instructor: Peng Daoying
Essay about riding a bus alone for the first time_800 words
Riding a bus alone for the first time
On a Sunday during the winter vacation, I took the bus with my father to take my English test. On the way, my father and I chatted happily all the time. This was a rare good time for my father to accompany me.
After getting off the bus, I held my father’s hand and kept talking and laughing all the way. Suddenly, my father received a call asking him to rush to Anyang for a meeting. After I heard this, I had a premonition that trouble was coming.
Sure enough
Sure enough, my father took my hand and said to me: "Son, I'm in a hurry today. I have to go to a meeting. I can't pick you up at noon. You are a big man." "You're a kid, give me a dollar and take the bus back after school!" After hearing this, I felt nervous: This is Tongbai Road, so far away from East Street! This is the first time I have to walk such a long way home alone. I don’t have a mobile phone. Can I do it? But there is nothing we can do, who told dad to have a meeting!
I bravely said goodbye to my father and entered the examination room. During the exam, I couldn't help but wonder: Will I ever sit or stand? After I finished the exam, I walked out of the examination room and walked along the road to the bus stop. Am I looking in the wrong place? Fortunately, my mother told me before when she took me to take the bus that the opposite stop where I got off when I came is the stop where I took the bus when I was walking back. I can't sit the other way around.
Before long, the No. 60 bus I was going to take arrived. It was also a double-decker bus. I got on the bus in a hurry, put in the coins, found a seat and sat down. In the car, I reminded myself to listen to the voice system on the car to announce the station name, and never sit past the station. After another stop, a stranger sat next to me. Could he be a thief? So, I hugged my schoolbag tightly.
I don’t know if God is testing me on purpose, or it’s just bad luck that I got stuck in a traffic jam! So, I waited helplessly for half an hour. Finally, after nearly an hour of turbulence, I arrived at the familiar Erqi Square.
I was almost at the station, but I was worried: There are two stations where I can get off, so where should I get off? I thought seriously for a while and decided to get off at No. 1 Branch Station, which is closest to my home.
Finally got off the bus. I know my mother must be going crazy with anxiety. So, I jogged back home and called my mother to report that I was safe, and she felt relieved. My sister said that my mother made several phone calls at work and was worried about whether you would take the bus in the opposite direction or whether you would encounter bad people. If you come back a little later, your mother will go find you.
Phew, I finally accomplished the feat of taking the bus home by myself for the first time! Mom, don’t underestimate your son’s ability!
February 19, 2012
On the bus... Essay_700 words
The bus stopped and I got on the bus comfortably.
There were not many people on the bus, so I found a seat near the front and sat down.
The driver drove slowly and the next stop arrived soon. There were a lot of people at this station, and a large group of people crowded in, making the originally small carriage suddenly become crowded. At this time, a person caught my eye. Before getting in the car, he looked around cautiously. When it was his turn, he put his hand on the hand of the person in front of him. It looked like he had invested money, but in fact he was not. A person who was following him frowned when he saw this scene and reached out to pull him down, but he hesitated and put his hand down again. Others in the carriage turned a blind eye, as if this had never happened.
Everyone came up and the car started moving again. Another station arrived, some people got out of the car, and the car was not so crowded. But this time, there were a lot of people waiting in line to get on the bus, and the last one was an old lady who was over 60 years old. She got on the bus timidly with a cane.
She looked so helpless among the crowd, her deeply sunken eyes constantly looking around. Suddenly, the driver braked hard and she fell down with a "snap". The people around her glanced at her disdainfully with indifferent eyes, but quickly turned away. My heart seemed to have been pinched hard by something, and it was extremely painful. I wanted to help her up, but I was squeezed tightly by the people around me and couldn't move. At this time, a person next to her, perhaps out of conscience, left the seat he had finally grabbed, stepped forward to help her up, and wanted to give his seat to the old lady. . But the moment he left his seat, a young man took up his seat with lightning speed.
The sky outside the window was still bright and clear. So blue; the trees on the roadside are still so green. But there is an indescribable feeling in my heart...
Essay on the bus_900 words
On the bus In a bus full of people, A young man who had just got on the bus rushed all the way and occupied the last available seat with lightning speed. An old man was almost knocked down. The old man angrily reprimanded him, but he remained indifferent.
The young man put his bag on one side of his body and began to sit in his seat with his eyes closed to relax. A thief next to him quietly opened the zipper of his wallet and was about to take out the money when the young man suddenly opened his eyes. The people around who saw this scene but were indifferent secretly rejoiced: Now there is something good to watch.
The thief was very panicked when he found that the young man opened his eyes. When the young man saw the thief, he hesitated at first, then reluctantly put a tearful smile on his lips and said: "Brother, it's not easy for me to make some money, please don't steal from me." He also took out 50 yuan. Yuan Qian said: "These are for you."
The thief was originally panicked, but now he felt confident and said: "Humph, you can give this money to beggars!" and knocked his hand off. 50 yuan in it. People around were surprised: This thief is very courageous. But no one spoke up.
The thief said: "I see that the mobile phone in your bag is very fashionable. Can you use it for me?" The young man looked embarrassed: "But..." "What are you doing?" The thief showed his fierce look. "Okay, okay, I'll give it to you..." The young man reluctantly handed the phone to him.
The thief was even more proud. He confidently said: "I see there is a lot of cash and bank cards in my bag. I don't want a bank card, but you have to give me the cash." The young man could no longer bear it: "You can't be so pushy!" "Don't force me. Take action. I have always been a gentleman who talks but does not take action." The thief threatened again. The young man suppressed his anger and said: "Okay, okay..."
Suddenly a strong man walked out of the crowd and cursed: "You are such a rampant thief!" The thief was feeling proud when he saw someone scolding him. , became angry from shame and stepped forward to fight with him. There was a commotion in the crowd, and people moved to both sides, forming a lane in the carriage. Seeing that the thief was about to be knocked down by the strong man, he quickly pointed at the strong man and said to the young man who was just sitting in his seat feeling sad: "Help me, I will return everything to you!" Upon hearing this, the young man suddenly felt infinite courage.
He unleashed all his potential when he was fighting for a seat, and suddenly pushed down the strong man who was fighting for him. The thief was shocked: Ah, his strength is not small. The young man said: "Now, you...oh, can you return the money to me?" By this time, the bus had arrived. As soon as the door opened, the thief hurriedly got out of the car and said proudly, "Pay back the money in a hundred years!" The young man was stunned at first, and then angrily and unreasonably said to the strong man who was fighting with the thief: "Look at you, you have caused me such a big loss. You have to pay for it!"...
As for what happened next, everyone can only rely on their imagination.
Story composition on the bus_900 words
On Sunday morning, the wind pulled people's clothes hard. I was going to my uncle's house in Tongyu North Village, but because of the strong wind, I took the bus there. On the No. 18 bus, a very meaningful thing happened.
After getting on the bus, there were not many people on the bus, so I found an empty seat and sat down. After a few platforms, the carriage was filled to the brim with passengers getting on the train one after another. They were all crowded together. I was still sitting leisurely in my seat, which was very comfortable, and I didn’t have to worry about my new leather shoes being stepped on by others.
The car continued to drive forward and arrived at another platform. An old man came up. I saw him hunched over, with a head full of white hair and a dark face. I thought it must be done in the summer. During farm work, the sun tanned my skin. He was still carrying a bag of rice in his right hand, which seemed very strenuous. His trembling left hand kept grabbing the armrest, and the winding veins on his hand could be seen clearly from a distance. But for some unknown reason, it took me five or six times to catch him. I finally got into the car and was panting.
Perhaps because of his short stature, he still seemed to be hanging in the air while holding on to the armrest, more like a tree, being blown around by the wind and swaying back and forth with the bumps of the car.
As I looked at it, I suddenly felt empty in my heart, as if I had lost something. Looking around, the people in the car turned a blind eye to everything in front of them. Some were looking out the window, and some were talking and laughing. There is even a strong young man sitting motionless on the chair... Yes! As a student from a primary school in the city, and as a Young Pioneer, I should give up my seat! I stood up without hesitation and gave up my seat to the old man. He smiled and nodded, as if saying to me: "Kid, you are so polite." I said to the old man
He smiled faintly, and that smile told him, "It's nothing."
Before I knew it, Tongyu Beicun arrived. I got out of the car and looked up at the sky. I felt that the sky was so blue, the clouds were so white, and even the wind blowing on my face felt so comfortable. , comfortable, although no one knows who I am, my heart is warm, and the moving melody is always lingering in my ears, "This is the call of the heart, this is the dedication of love... As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a beautiful world..."
Taking the bus today, I was so happy!
Instructor: Ding Qingjun
Composition of Little Touch on the Bus_600 words
[Ideological Diary Part 1] Little Touch on the Bus
[Ideological Diary Part 1] Small Touch on the Bus
Chen Jiayi, Class 1, Grade 1, Yucai Middle School, Chongqing
March 28, 2005
When I took the bus home from school, I saw that scene again.
After I squeezed onto the bus, an old man also got on. Although the old man could not even stand firmly, he still looked very old.
I stood in a corner of the car; I wanted to see if anyone would give up their seat. The result was really "as usual" - I only saw the old man struggling to find a place to stand, and everyone's affection was dull and indifferent.
Yes, with the emergence of transportation IC cards, more and more elderly people are using free IC cards. When taking buses that can use IC cards, they often have no seats and have to give up their seats. There are fewer people. When I was in elementary school, compositions about giving up one's seat were overflowing - but now, what about those who give up one's seat? Maybe it's "on the brink" of extinction. Over the past few months, these things that once touched me deeply have become commonplace.
Everyone loves money. Money is wealth. Are the elderly also the wealth of society? Why does "love money as much as life" only limit "money" to a narrow scope?
…
I can’t change it: people in the city will never be that simple; but I can do my duty - giving up my seat is the right thing to do. , I would put it more vulgarly, just like we always have to eat.
Submission: 2005-3-29 21:52:37
Essay on a disharmonious scene on the bus_900 words
Disharmonious scene on the bus Scene
It’s the Spring Festival, and with the flow of migrant workers, the buses are also full of people, and it’s packed.
My father, mother and I are going to our grandparents’ home in Yinzhou District to pay New Year’s greetings to their two elders.
"Beep - beep - beep", the bus driver honked the horn impatiently. Seeing that he still had plenty of time, he forgot his duty and violated public ethics by smoking in the non-smoking carriage. I shook my head helplessly. You must know that cigarettes not only contain nicotine and a large number of harmful substances, but also contain excessive amounts of lead. It is okay for adults to smell it, but if children smell it for a long time, they will probably get sick. Asthma, lung cancer and other diseases. Thinking about it, I covered my nose with my sleeves. About two minutes later, the driver finished smoking and an old woman got on the bus. The old woman had just put one foot on the bus, and the bus driver didn't look at it. When he saw that the bus in front of him had already gone, he started driving.
In the end, the old lady fell, and the bus driver didn't care, but there were still enthusiastic people who helped the old lady up. Some people were still sarcastic and sarcastic at the driver, and the driver acted as "Ah Q" and turned a blind eye to everything.
Suddenly, I heard
a burst of curses and saw three people yelling at each other. What I could hear was that an old couple and a companion of similar age were scolding each other. There are also people who act as "peacemakers" and say: "What do you want?
Things are easy to discuss! Everyone, step back and the sky is brighter, people! In short, you need a tolerant heart to include everything around you. , In this way, harmony can be promoted among people, and society will become better because of your every move! You should use your broad mind to solve problems, so..." Just now It was okay at first, both sides listened quietly, but then their expressions became unnatural, and they scolded that old uncle, saying that he didn't understand. Then they started scolding again, and they were all uncivilized. He cursed me with swear words until I got to the station and I was thirsty, and then I stopped.
I am very sad. Ningbo is a civilized city and it is still striving for the "three consecutive championships"! Don't let some uncivilized people or things tarnish this beautiful business card of Ningbo that is full of civilization and life!
Only by being civilized can people face less dirty rumors, achieve greater success in life, and live a brilliant life in society! Here, I call on people to try their best to restrain their own personalities, so that their future personalities can become polite and unique, and radiate the beautiful light of civilization forever and forever!
Essay on Taking a Bus Alone for the First Time_900 Words
"Oh, I know. That's it, um, bye..." I said to the phone. You must be wondering, why am I saying this? Don't worry, don't worry, I will tell you quietly now: Today, I want to take the bus home by myself!
Looking left and right, I finally looked forward to the end of school. I walked in the queue nervously and excitedly, and before I knew it, I arrived at the school gate. I hurriedly said goodbye to the teacher, turned around and ran towards the station. I stuffed my hands into my pockets, holding a coin tightly in one hand, and a thin layer of sweat had formed on my palms. I trotted all the way, looking around and muttering in a low voice: "Huh? Where is it, where is..." With a somewhat uneasy heart
I arrived at the station, oh, there are so many people today! The two benches were packed with people, so I had to stand, raise my head, and look into the distance to see if the bus was coming. I kept jumping in place, stepping off the platform from time to time and looking into the distance
for a while. One minute...two minutes...five minutes...ten minutes...eh? Why hasn't the car come yet? Has it already left? No, I've just been concentrating on waiting for the bus. Let's wait a little longer. But after a while, the bus still didn't come, and I couldn't help but get nervous: Could it be that the route had been temporarily changed? what to do? what to do? what to do? ...
Just when I was thinking wildly, the No. 66 branch line finally came, and I hurriedly got on.
As soon as the door opened, I squeezed into the car and dropped a sweat-stained coin. , only hearing a crisp "ding dong" sound, the vehicle slowly moved forward. I held on to the railing and staggered into the carriage. Oh, there were so many people, and there wasn't even a single seat in the carriage. I could only stand in a corner, holding the handrail with one hand and looking out the window. The car drove for a while, and my heart gradually calmed down, and I began to enjoy the scenery outside excitedly: surrounded by majestic high-rise buildings, many colorful cars on the road, and green trees on both sides of the road. Trees and people of all kinds walking leisurely...
"Huichangli, here we are..." With the sound of the radio, the back door opened with a click. People got out of the car one after another, and I ran down with them.
"Ah, I'm finally home!" I breathed a sigh of relief, walked along the sidewalk and across the road, and ran towards home. The schoolbag made a clicking sound, and the notebook danced happily, as if to say: "You are awesome!"
Haha, success feels so good!
Essay on a disharmonious scene on the bus_500 words
Nowadays, society is fiercely competitive, and no one is as easy to get along with as before. Even the smallest things will get angry.
That day, I went to take the bus. When I got to Shangxin Street, there were many people in the bus, and more than a dozen people got on, so the bus was filled to the brim. At this time, an uncle accidentally bumped into another uncle. The uncle said, "What are you doing?" The uncle behind said, "I didn't bump into you. It was because of the crowd in the back." The uncle in front said : "You obviously bumped into me and you still said you didn't." Just like that, you said something and I said "World War" started with just a few words like this. The conductor just wanted to go over and mediate, but he was stopped by the uncle's companions who bumped into him. In this way, all the words were "dirty". Finally, the uncle who was hit couldn't help it anymore and punched the uncle in front. As a result, the uncle in front was bleeding. He didn't expect that there were five people on the other side. As a result, a boxing competition with uneven strength began. Finally, the single uncle was besieged by five people. He was very angry, so he used the "Foshan Shadowless Kick" move, but he was slapped in the face. He was angry. I was upset and got out of the car immediately. I thought he was running away, but I didn't expect that he took a knife to chop people.
Fortunately, the driver reacted quickly and started the car in time. He didn't get in the car, otherwise , another murder is about to happen.
Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but sigh: If everyone could give in, wouldn't this society become harmonious?
『八』I do things on the bus, a 400-word essay
On a sunny Sunday, I went to the mall to buy things with my mother in a happy mood.
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To go to the mall, you have to take bus No. 107. We waited on the platform for a long time, and the bus finally came! I paid the money and quickly ran to the car. There are so many people taking the bus today! There were only 3 seats left, so my mother, myself, and a little sister took the empty seats.
As I was riding in the car, I thought: "Our city is so beautiful!" Just as I was looking at the beautiful scenery outside the window, the car arrived at the stop again. This time no one got on the bus, but a gray-haired old lady got on the bus. The old woman had white hair and looked to be in her 60s. She was carrying a bag of vegetables in one hand and a cane in the other as she staggered into the car. But there are no empty seats on the bus. I was hesitant, should I give up my seat or not? If I give up my seat, I will have to stand all the time, but if I don’t give up my seat, the old lady will have to stand all the time. Just as I was thinking, a pleasant voice interrupted my train of thought. A little sister stood up from her seat and said, "Grandma, please sit down!" The old lady said gratefully, "Thank you, kid. "You're welcome, this is what I should do." A smile appeared on the little sister's face, and a grateful smile also appeared on the old grandma's kind face. The passengers all looked at me like little sisters with approval. My face started to feel hot. My little sister and I were both Young Pioneers. The little sister was younger than me, but she took the initiative to give up her seat to the old lady. As a senior student, I felt really ashamed. However, I understand a truth: people should care and love each other. In this way, we will feel sweet and warm in each other's hearts!
『九』 Help me think of a composition topic, it’s about giving up your seat on the bus. Don’t be too thoughtful about the topic.
A happy day
"Shi" A 200-word essay on the story on the bus
The bus arrived, and a big brother on crutches was struggling After getting on the bus, it turned out that his foot was injured. The old lady sitting by the door saw him and helped him quickly. When Xiao Ming saw that his eldest brother had no seat, he stood up and said, "Brother, I'll give this seat to you." Xiao Hong, who was sitting in front of Xiao Ming, immediately pretended not to see it and blocked his sight with a book. The elder brother said gratefully: "Thank you!" The bus started to move. Suddenly, Xiao Ming staggered. I fell down. Everyone in the car turned their attention to Xiao Hong. Xiao Hong thought: I am so much older than him and don’t give up my seat. What will other people think of me? I’m so ashamed! Thinking of this, he quickly stood up. Let Xiao Ming sit. Everyone looked at him with praise. Composition for the third grade of elementary school "Story on the bus". Story on the bus 200-word composition for primary school students