There are many people on the bus. It was almost ten stops before two people got off the bus and I got a seat. My father is still standing next to me, clutching the handrail. At this moment, an old man came along, with snow-white hair and beard like a fairy in The Journey to the West, but he didn't walk as leisurely as a fairy. After all, he is an old mortal. The bus was so crowded that no one stood up and offered his seat. My ass hasn't sat down yet! I looked back and forth and found no sign of anyone giving up his seat. All the people sitting looked out of the window inexplicably, but there was nothing strange outside. The way the old man shook the railing really made me sit still. I quickly stood up and shouted, "Grandpa, come here. There are seats here."
Grandpa saw me and found a child offering his seat. He quickly waved and said, "thank you, son, please sit down." Grandpa will be here soon. " I went over and took his hand and said, "Sit down. I like standing. Sitting down can't see the scenery outside. " When we were pushing, there was a public service advertisement on the TV in the car. There happened to be a passage to help the blind cross the road, and the car gave up its seat. When the advertisement came, we found that many people were popular, especially those sitting stood up and said to us, "You two are modest, come and sit down!" "
Grandpa said, "children, since there are so many seats, let's sit together." Before I sat down, I proudly helped him sit down.
Then I saw my father give me a thumbs-up with a smile.