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Story composition of bus station
"One" story on the bus, the composition is 300 to 500 words.

Look at him in plain clothes, with a towel on his shoulder and two big sacks in his hand. This is completely the appearance of a migrant worker, but this ordinary migrant worker has made a scene that shocked me.

Just as I got on the bus with my schoolbag on my back, he followed closely. I can clearly smell the sweat on his collar. Beads of sweat are dripping from his head.

"Master, how much is it?" Asked the migrant workers, struggling to carry two big sacks.

"Two dollars." The bus driver glanced at him.

When he got on the bus, the door closed. The car is moving slowly. Waiting and waiting, I finally grabbed a seat. I sat there, relieved. After a short rest, I played mobile games. But that migrant worker, because of the two big sacks around him, is wobbly and scary.

After a while, a woman with a child and an old woman came over. At the right moment, the person in front of the migrant worker got off the bus, but instead of sitting down, he smiled and said to the woman who just entered the door next to him, "Sit down, big sister! Holding a child must be tired! " "oh! Thank you so much! " The woman nodded and said. "Hey, nothing." Migrant workers scratch their heads.

I was shocked at that time. The migrant workers waited for such a long time and gave up their seats to a stranger! And in such cold weather, he is already "sweating like a pig"! And I, a person playing games, next to the grandmother panting. I bowed my head at once. After a while, I said to my grandmother, "Grandma, sit down!" " Grandma smiled and said, "Thank you, little friend! """You're welcome!" I waved.

Looking at the thin figure of migrant workers, I admire him very much!

Comments: The dialogue in the text is original and touching.

The story of a bear and a monkey reading a book on the bus.

The story of a bear and a little monkey reading a book on the bus.

On the day of the autumn outing in the third grade, we came to the zoo. I watch monkeys carefully. It is naughty and cute, lively and smart.

The monkey's face is thick and covered with fine black hair. It likes climbing trees very much. When in a hurry, it grabs the tree with both hands and climbs up quickly in three steps. Climb to the top of the tree and look around, as if something had been lost and I was anxious. That looks very interesting. In his spare time, he climbed the tree step by step, grasped the branches with both hands and swung on the swing, which was extremely cute.

Monkeys are alert and cute when they eat. Whenever it finds food, it hides behind the tree and looks around, fearing that the food will be taken away. Then slowly approached, stretched out two chubby, furry hands and pounced on the food, and gulped it down. After a while, the food was gone, and then I went for a walk, which was very funny.

If a group of monkeys get together, fighting is really leaderless. The harsh noise is unbearable. Some Shui Pi threw each other, and the ground was a mess; Some scuffle together, knocking this down and getting up that; Some shouted desperately, which sounded like sadness, anger and shouting; Some climbed the tree and looked forward to it, as if waiting for the rescue target. They react quickly. However, if a monkey is injured, they will immediately unite to protect the safety of the injured monkey, guard around, comb the fine hair of the injured monkey and touch its body. Injured monkeys will also rub other monkeys to express their gratitude. Touching, naturally gives birth to the heart of love.

What a lovely monkey! They are smart, active, naughty, United and friendly. Can you not love them? They are also the children of Mother Earth and a member of our garden.

"3" A white lie about writing a story on the bus

Since the fifth grade, I have been going home by bus, and I have encountered many things that can show a corner of society. correct

Yesterday, I went home by bus as usual. Here comes the no.72 bus. As soon as I got on the bus, I saw a young man sitting on the bus, looking like a slob, shaking his head and listening to MP3. He left a bad impression on me.

At this moment, an old woman came over. Hardly had the car started when the young man gave up his seat to the old woman. He has a slightly better impression in my mind, at least he is not so sloppy. It turns out that he is not so "black"!

The old lady politely refused the young man: "Sit by yourself." The young man said, "no, I'm getting off soon." Sit down! " "The old woman saw him say this and sat down. She can't keep saying, "You don't get off the bus. "So her brain is not in the water?

I thought to myself, I had to get off before I was allowed to sit down.

But this is not the case. After one stop, he didn't

Get off; After another stop, he didn't get off; After another stop, I think he should get off. He didn't get off either. Strange, didn't you say you were going to get off work soon? Why hasn't it rained yet?

Is this a white lie? My eyes shot at him. Not at all! I really can't imagine such a fashionable person telling such a white lie. Really know people but don't know their faces!

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!

Look at the pictures and write words in senior one. Give up your seat on the bus.

I go to school. On the bus. I saw an old woman. I thought of the teacher's education. Stand up and give your seat to grandma.

The story on the "Wu" bus continues to write a composition.

On the bus, I experienced something that I will never forget.

That day, it was raining in Mao Mao, and I was in a hurry to go to school. A 976 bus finally came. It's rush hour, and the buses are packed like sardines. I finally got on the bus and felt in my pocket. I searched all my pockets without a traffic card, but I still couldn't find it. I took off my schoolbag and muttered to myself while looking for it: "Oh, why can't I find my transportation card?" Did I lose it, or did I forget to take it in a hurry when I went out? " God, please help me find it. "After a long time, I still can't find it. The driver gave me a hard white look and shouted angrily, "Girl, have you found it?" Don't you see so many passengers behind! " "The passengers behind him also complained:" What are you doing in front, and don't let others go to work? " When I hear others complain, I am like a headless fly with sweat balls on my forehead, which is extremely embarrassing. At this time, an aunt with curly hair, round face and smiling face came up from behind and asked me, "Son, did you forget to bring traffic?" I nodded embarrassedly. Aunt immediately took out two yuan from her pocket and put it in the till. She said to the passenger behind her, "Alas, alas, everyone is a child, and people always have troubles." I secretly expressed my deep gratitude to my aunt. Thank you, aunt, for helping me bring a child I never knew. Thank you.

"Lu" The sky is overcast, and lightning illuminates the earth. Huang Kai stood at the bus stop with his schoolbag on his back ... Go on.

Thinking of writing: Don't write directly, but pay attention to changing the angle of description in time to make the description more specific and give readers a subjective feeling. Clear, natural and clear, not messy, pour out your thoughts and feelings.

After a long time, the bus came. Huang Kai managed to find a seat in the crowd. After several stops, Huang Kai saw an old woman get on the bus. She should be seventy or eighty years old.

She looked around and Huang Kai followed her eyes. After a closer look, she realized that there was no place. After reading it, grandma came to the putter with heavy steps, held the putter and looked at her expression, as if she was very lost.

Huang Kai's Adam's apple moved up and down, hesitating. Finally, Huang Kai stood up bravely and said with courage, "Grandma, sit down." After hearing this, the grandmother flashed a touched "expression" in her eyes and slowly walked over and sat down. Huang Kai seemed to see through her mind, raised her hand and said quickly, "Nothing, Grandma, Huang Kai is not tired. Look, Huang Kai's legs are so strong! " Grandma narrowed her eyes and giggled at this.

Huang Kai's heart was touched for a long time. Although grandma didn't speak, Huang Kai felt warm and happy. At this moment, Huang Kai vaguely heard the voice coming from behind. "Look, that brother has a good personality!" A girl's mother said, "You must learn from your brother!" " "Huang Kai listen, the in the mind have a kind of unspeakable happiness. When I am already a role model for others, I feel as if I have grown up.

The story composition on the bus should be compared.

The first bus composition _500 words

It's the first time to take a bus.

Ma Yili, Class 303, Donghu Primary School, pinghu city City, Zhejiang Province

Once, I went to the Children's Palace to study composition. However, my mother didn't have time, so she gave me one yuan to go to the Children's Palace by bus.

After a while, the bus came. I went in and put the money in the cash box, and found a seat to sit down. I was really on pins and needles. There was more than one person on the bus, and a sudden brake almost hit me. I am really nervous.

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After driving for more than ten minutes, I arrived at the administrative service center and didn't get off. The car continued to drive. Then I asked the driver's uncle, "Is the Children's Palace there?" The driver's uncle said, "You are going to the Children's Palace. What you should have done just now. "

Get off. "I heard that, I am very anxious and really want to cry. Uncle driver added, "But it doesn't matter. Just get off at pinghu city Chinese Medicine Hospital and walk back. " I quickly said, "Thank you. "pinghu city hospital of traditional Chinese medicine has arrived.

I'll go down and go back. A tall children's palace appeared before my eyes. I am so happy, just like a flower in the sun.

Instructor: Peng Daoying

Writing by bus for the first time _800 words

It's the first time to take a bus alone.

On a Sunday in winter vacation, my father and I took a bus to take an English exam. On the way, my father and I have been chatting happily, which is a rare good time for my father to accompany me.

After getting off the bus, I took my father's hand and talked and laughed all the way. Suddenly, my father received a phone call and asked him to go to Anyang for a meeting. Hearing this, I had a premonition that trouble was coming.

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However, my father took my hand and said to me, "son, I have something urgent today." I'm going to a meeting and I can't pick you up at noon. " You are a big boy, give a dollar and go home by bus after school! "Hearing this, my heart moved.

The room was tense: this is Tongbai Road, which is far from East Street! This is the first time that I have walked so far home alone. I haven't brought my cell phone yet. Can I do that? But there's nothing I can do. Who told dad to have a meeting?

I bravely bid farewell to my father and walked into the examination room. During the exam, I couldn't help thinking: Will I miss my stop? After the exam, I walked out of the examination room and walked along the road to the bus stop. Will I find the wrong place? Fortunately, my mother told me before when she took me on the bus. When I got off the bus, the opposite station was the bus stop when I went back. I can't sit back.

It didn't take me long to get on the no.60 bus, which was still double-decker. I got on the bus in a hurry, put in a coin and found a seat to sit down. On the bus, I reminded myself to listen to the voice system on the bus to announce the station name, and never miss the station. After another stop, a stranger sat next to me. He can't be a thief, can he? So, I held my schoolbag.

I don't know if God deliberately tested me, or if I was unlucky and caught in a traffic jam! So I waited helplessly for half an hour. Finally, after nearly an hour of turbulence, I came to the familiar Erqi Square.

It's almost the stop, but I'm worried: there are two sites to visit below. Where should I get off? I thought it over for a while and decided to get off at the nearest branch office.

Finally got off the bus. I know, mom must be crazy. So, I trotted home and called my mother to tell her that she was safe, and she was relieved. My sister said that my mother made several phone calls to work, worried that you would take the bus in the opposite direction and that you would meet the bad guys. If you come back later, mom will come to see you.

Wow, finally completed the feat of taking the bus home for the first time! Mom, don't underestimate your son's ability!

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On the bus ... composition _700 words

When the bus stopped, I got on the bus leisurely.

There were not many people on the bus, so I found a front seat to sit down.

The driver drives very slowly, and the next stop will arrive soon. There were a lot of people at this station, and a large group of people crowded in, making the small carriage crowded at once. At this moment, a man caught my attention. He is getting on the bus.

Look around warily. It was his turn, but he put his hand on the hand of the previous person, as if he had invested money, but it wasn't. A man behind him, seeing this scene, frowned and reached out to pull him.

Down, but hesitated, or put his hand down. The others in the carriage turned a blind eye as if it had never happened.

Everyone got up and the car started again. another

Here we are, someone got off the bus and the car was not so crowded. But this time there were many people waiting in line to get on the bus, and the last one was an old lady in her sixties. She shrank to the ground on crutches.

Cars. In this crowd, she looked so helpless, and her deeply sunken eyes kept looking around. Suddenly, the driver braked suddenly and she fell with a click. People around you use cold eyes.

Gave her a contemptuous look, and she quickly turned away. My heart seems to have been pinched by something, and it hurts. I tried to help her up, but I was tightly squeezed by people around me and couldn't move. At this moment, beside her.

Maybe a man on the side of the road has a conscience and left the seat he managed to grab. He came forward to help her and wanted to give up his seat to the old lady. But just as he left his seat, a young man thundered

Occupy his position in an unexpected way. ...

The sky outside the window is still so blue; The trees on the roadside are still so green. But I have an indescribable feeling in my heart. ...

Composition on the bus _900 words

On the bus, on the crowded bus, a young man who just got on the bus rampaged all the way and snatched the last vacancy at lightning speed. An old man was almost knocked down. The old man angrily condemned him, but he was indifferent.

The young man put his bag beside him and began to close his eyes in his seat. A thief quietly unzipped his wallet and was about to withdraw money when the young man suddenly opened his eyes. People around you who saw this scene but were indifferent secretly rejoiced that it was a good play.

The young man was very alarmed when the thief found that he had opened his eyes. When the young man saw the thief, he hesitated for a moment, then reluctantly put a crying smile on his lips and said, "Brother, it is not easy for me to earn some money. Don't steal from me. " At the same time, he also took out 50 yuan's money and said, "Here you are."

The thief was very scared at first, and his heart was at a loss. He said, "Hum, you sent a beggar with this money!" " "He knocked out his 50 yuan money. People around you are surprised: the thief has unusual courage. But no one stood up and spoke.

The thief said, "I think this mobile phone in your bag is quite fashionable." Can I use it? " The young man turned pale: "But …" "What are you doing?" The thief showed a ferocious face. "Ok, ok, I'll give it to you ..." The young man reluctantly handed him his mobile phone.

The thief is more proud. He said without worry: "I think there is a lot of cash and bank cards in the bag. I don't want a bank card, but always give me cash. " The young man couldn't help it any longer: "You can't push your luck!" " ""don't make me do it. I have always been a gentleman. " The thief threatened again. The young man suppressed his anger and said, "OK, OK ..."

A mature man suddenly came out of the crowd and scolded, "You thieves are crazy!" " "Proud thief, see someone scold him, become angry from embarrassment, come forward to fight with him. There was a commotion in the crowd, and people got out of the way and were in the carriage.

Form a road. The thief is about to be knocked down by an adult man. He quickly pointed to the mature man and said to the young man who was only sad in his seat, "help me, I will give you everything back!" " "Hearing this, the young man suddenly felt infinite courage.

When grabbing a seat, all the potential broke out, and all of a sudden, the mature man who was fighting for him was pushed down. The thief was surprised: ah, he has a lot of strength. The young man said, "Now, you ... Oh, you can return the money."

Am I dead? "

At this time, the bus has arrived at the station. As soon as the car door opened, the thief hurried out of the car and proudly said, "Pay back the money, a hundred years later!" " The young man was dumbfounded at first, and then angrily and unreasonably said to the mature man who was fighting with the thief, "Look at you, you have caused me such a big loss. "You have to pay!" ……

As for what happened later, everyone can only rely on imagination.

Story composition on the bus _900 words

On Sunday morning, the wind tugged at people's clothes. I'm going to my uncle's house in Tongyu North Village. I will take a bus because of the strong wind. On the 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 several platforms came down, the passengers who got on the bus were crowded with cars and they gathered together. I am still sitting in my seat leisurely and comfortable, and I don't have to worry about my new leather shoes being trampled by others.

The car continued to drive and reached another platform. An old man came and saw him hunched, white-haired and dark-faced. I think he must have been tanned by the sun while doing farm work in summer. He still carries it on his right hand.

Holding a bag of rice seems to be very difficult. The trembling left hand has been holding the handrail, and the veins stood out on the hand can be seen far away. I don't know why, I caught it five or six times before I got on the bus, and I was panting.

Yes Maybe he is short, still seems to be hanging in the air by the handrail, more like a tree, blown to the east and west by the wind, swinging back and forth with the bumps of the car. Looking at it, I suddenly felt empty and lost.

where the hell did you go ? Look around again. The people in the car turned a blind eye to everything in front of them. Some looked out of the window, some talked and laughed, and the stronger guy sat in the chair without moving ... yeah! As a city pupil,

Health, as a young pioneer, I should give up my seat! I stood in without hesitation and offered my seat to the old man. He smiled and nodded, as if to say to me, "You are so polite, little friend." I'm interested in grandpa.

Smiled faintly and told him with a smile, "Nothing."

Unconsciously, Tong Yu arrived in Beicun. I got off the bus and looked up at the sky. I think the sky is so blue, the clouds are so white, and even the wind blowing on my face is so comfortable and cozy. Although no one knows who I am, mine is.

My heart is warm, and the moving melody always lingers in my ears. "This is my inner call, this is the dedication of love ... As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a beautiful world ..."

How happy I am to take the bus today!

Instructor: Ding

Touch composition on the bus _600 words

[Thought Diary] A little touched on the bus

[Thought Diary] A little touched on the bus

Chen Jiayi, Class 1, Yucai Middle School, Chongqing (1)

March 28(th), 2005

I saw that scene again when I came home from school and took the bus.

After I got on the bus, an old man got on the bus. Although the old man can't even stand still, he looks very old.

I stood in the corner of the car; I want to see if anyone is willing to give up their seats. The result is really "ual"-I only see the old man struggling to find a foothold, and everyone's good feelings are dull and indifferent.

Yes, with the emergence of transportation IC cards, more and more elderly people use free IC cards. When taking buses that can use IC cards, there are often no seats, and even fewer people give up their seats. I gave up my seat when I was in primary school.

Du Wen has been flooded. Now, what about those who give up their seats? Maybe it's on the verge of extinction. In the past few months, these things that have deeply touched me have become commonplace.

Everyone loves money, and money is wealth. Aren't the elderly also the wealth of society? Why does "love money like life" only limit "money" to a very narrow range?

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I can't change: people in the city will never be so simple; But I can do my duty-give up my seat, which is the right thing to do. Let me get this straight, just like we always have to eat.

Date of submission: March 29th, 2005 2 1: 52: 37.

A scene of disharmony on the bus composition _900 words

A scene of disharmony on the bus

The Spring Festival is coming, and with the flow of migrant workers, the bus is also crowded with people.

My parents and I are going to my grandparents' home in Yinzhou District to pay a New Year call to my parents.

"Du-du-du", the bus driver impatiently honked his horn. Seeing that there was still time, he forgot his duty, violated public morality and smoked in a non-smoking car. I shook my head helplessly, you know, cigarettes.

It not only contains nicotine and a lot of harmful substances, but also contains excessive lead, and adults smell ok. If children smell it for a long time, they are likely to get asthma, lung cancer and other diseases. Thinking about it, I covered my nose with my sleeve.

Son. After about two minutes, the driver finished smoking and an old woman got on the bus. The old woman just stepped on her foot and the bus driver didn't even look. When he saw that the car in front had left, he started. Finally, grandma fell down and took the bus.

Regardless of the driver, there are still enthusiastic people to help grandma get up. Some people are still sneering at the driver, and the driver also acts as a "Q" and turns a blind eye to everything.

Suddenly, I listened.

When there was a burst of abuse, I saw three people yelling at each other. I can hear that an old couple and a companion of similar age are cursing each other. Others acted as "peacemakers" and said, "What do you have?

Things are easy to discuss! Take a step back, everyone! In short, you need a tolerant heart to contain everything around you, so that people can promote harmony and society will change because of your every move.

Live better! You should use your broad mind to solve this problem, so ... "At first, it was fine, both sides listened quietly, and then their expressions were unnatural, and they called the old uncle to tell him."

I didn't understand, and then I swore again, all uncivilized swearing. I scolded the station for being thirsty, so I didn't stop.

I am very sad, Ningbo is a civilized city and is striving for "three consecutive championships"! You can't defile Ningbo's beautiful business card full of civilization and life because of some uncivilized people or things!

Only when people are civilized can they face less dirty gossip, achieve greater success in life and live a brilliant life in society! Here, I call on people to control their personality and make their future personality polite and unique, and radiate the beautiful light of that civilization forever and ever!

Writing by bus for the first time _900 words

"Oh, I see. That's it, well, goodbye ... "I said to my mobile phone. You must be thinking, why am I saying this? Don't worry, don't worry, now I tell you quietly: Today, I go home by bus!

Look in all directions, and finally look forward to the school. I walked in the team with a nervous and excited mood, and unconsciously arrived at the school gate. I quickly said goodbye to the teacher and turned to run to the station. I put my hand in my mouth.

In the bag, there is a coin in one hand, and a thin layer of sweat has oozed from the hand. I trotted all the way, looked around and whispered, "huh?" Where is it, where is it ... "I feel a little embarrassed.

Love, I came to the station, yo, there are so many people today! The two benches were crowded with people, so I had to stand with my head held high and look into the distance to see if the bus had come. I kept jumping in the same place, jumping off the platform from time to time and running away.

Look around. One minute ... two minutes ... five minutes ... ten minutes ... huh? Why hasn't the car come yet? Has it left? Impossible, I have been concentrating on waiting for the bus just now. Let's wait. But after a while, the car

Not yet, I can't help but get nervous: it won't be a temporary change of line, will it? What shall we do? What shall we do? What shall we do ...

Just when I was thinking, the 66-way branch line finally came, and I quickly got together.

As soon as the door opened, I squeezed into the car and dropped a sweaty coin. I only heard a clear and crisp "Ding Dong" sound, and the car slowly moved forward. Holding the railing, I staggered into the carriage. Ah, there are so many people and cars.

There is not even a seat. I can only stand in a corner, holding the handrail in one hand and looking out of the window. After driving for a while, my heart gradually calmed down and I began to enjoy the scenery outside excitedly: it was surrounded.

Magnificent tall buildings, many colorful cars on the road, trees on both sides of the road, people walking leisurely. ...

"Hui Changli, here we are ..." With the sound of the broadcast, the back door clicked open. People got off the bus one after another, and I followed. "Ah, finally home!" I breathed a sigh of relief, crossed the street along the sidewalk and ran home. The schoolbags jingled and the notebooks danced happily, as if to say, "You are great!" " "

Haha, it feels good to be successful!

A scene of disharmony on the bus _500 words

Nowadays, the social competition is fierce, and no one is as easy to get along with as before, even for a little thing.

I went by bus that day, and when I got to Shangxin Street, there were many people in the trunk. Then a dozen people came up, and the trunk was simply cleaned up. At this time, an uncle accidentally bumped into it.

When I arrived at another uncle, the uncle said, "What are you doing?" The uncle behind said, "I didn't hit you, but the crowd behind me." The uncle in front said, "I didn't say anything when I hit it." That's it, you keep talking to me.

I just said "World War II" and it started. The conductor just wanted to mediate in the past, but was stopped by his uncle's colleague, so the exits were all "dirty". Finally, the uncle who was hit.

I have no choice. I hit it. As a result, the uncle in front was beaten to death. He didn't expect that there were five people on the other side. Thus, a boxing match with uneven strength began. Finally, the single uncle was killed by five people.

People were besieged and angry, so he used a trick, "Foshan has no shadow feet." However, being slapped in the face, he was indignant and got off the bus immediately. I thought he was running away Unexpectedly, he took a knife to cut people.

Fortunately, the driver reacted quickly and started the car in time. He didn't get on the bus, otherwise there would be another bloody case.

Seeing this scene, I can't help but sigh: if everyone can give in a step, won't this society become harmonious?

"Ba" I do the bus thing, I write 400 words.

On a sunny Sunday, my mother and I went shopping happily.

Take bus 107 to the mall. We waited for a long time on the platform, and the bus finally came! I paid the money and ran to the car as fast as I could. How many people are riding today! There are only three seats left. My mother, I and a little sister have taken the empty seats.

When I was sitting in the car, I thought, "Our city is really beautiful!" While I was looking at the beautiful scenery outside the window, the bus stopped again. No one got on the bus this time, but a white-haired grandmother got on the bus. Grandma has white hair and looks over 60 years old. She got on the bus with a bag of vegetables in one hand and a cane in the other. But there are no empty seats in the car. I hesitate to give up my seat. If I give up my seat, I will always stand, but if I don't, my grandmother will always stand. Just when I was thinking, a sweet voice interrupted my train of thought. I saw a little sister stand up from her seat and say, "Grandma, please sit down!" " "Grandma said gratefully," Thank you, little friend. " "You're welcome, this is what I should do." Little sister's face showed a smile, and grandma's kind face also showed a grateful smile. The passengers looked at each other approvingly like little sisters. My face has a fever. My sister and I are both young pioneers. My little sister is younger than me, but she gave her seat to her grandmother. I'm really ashamed of this senior. However, I understand a truth: people should care about each other, so that we can feel sweet and warm in each other's hearts!

Help me think of an essay topic about giving up my seat on the bus. Don't think too much about the topic.

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Picking up a 2000-word story composition on the bus

When the bus arrived, a big brother with crutches got on the bus with difficulty. It turned out that his foot was hurt. The old woman sitting by the door gave him a hand at once. Xiao Ming stood up and said, "Brother, you can take this seat." Xiaohong, sitting in front of Xiaoming, immediately pretended not to see it and blocked her sight with a book. Big brother said gratefully, "Thank you." The bus started. Suddenly, Xiao Ming tripped. All the people in the car focused on Xiaohong. Xiaohong thought: I am so much older than him that I won't give up my seat. What will others think of me? What a pity! Thinking of this, he stood up and asked Xiao Ming to sit down. Everyone praised him. The story composition on the bus was written in the third grade of primary school. The story composition on the bus is 200 words.