Today is Saturday, and more than forty of our classmates went to the teacher's house to make up lessons collectively.
I remember it was one o'clock at noon, and in the middle of the teacher's lecture, there was a loud cry outside the door, "sell olives, the olives are scattered." At this time, everyone laughed, and I also smiled under the influence of the environment.
When I heard the sound, a picture came to my mind: a woman in her forties was riding a bicycle, carrying one or two bamboo baskets of olives and shouting.
But when the olive seller came to the door, he put his head in and asked, "Do you want olives?" At that time, I was shocked. This is an old man in his 60s with a hunchback and a pole on his shoulder. There are two large bamboo baskets with olives hanging at both ends of the pole, which should add up to 50 or 60 Jin.
At that time, I felt infinite shame and infinite regret for my smile just now. We sat comfortably in chairs, dressed warmly, making fun of a hard-pressed and difficult old woman. I feel that I am really a worthless person, with no compassion and no heart.
When I was deeply shocked by the scene, my classmates didn't realize how rude it was. Everyone laughed even harder, because it was wider and quieter near the teacher's house, and the heavy voice of the old man hovered in the room. Everyone laughed.
The old man was stunned when he saw a room full of people. Time seemed to freeze at this time-a group of students were laughing at an old man selling olives. I am afraid, afraid of hurting the self-esteem of the elderly, and afraid that most of my ignorant, ignorant and selfish classmates will deeply hurt the hearts of the elderly.
My prayers didn't work, so the old man turned and left. I found the anger and helplessness hidden in her eyes at the moment when she turned around.
I gawk at the old man's leaving back, gawk.
Guilt is pure.
The shouts of the old man are still there, the laughter of my classmates is still there, and my malaise is still there.
The old man has gone away, but I can still hear her shouts.