It's getting dark. I'm riding my bike home. Neither the moon nor the stars appeared, which made the originally dark road even darker.

Just halfway through, I suddenly heard a click and the car couldn't move. I jumped out of the car angrily to check, and I couldn't figure out what went wrong after watching it for a long time. I have no choice but to push the car home. As I walked, I thought, "Oh, no, it's far from home. When can I get home? " Thinking of this, I quickened my pace again. Just after a few steps, I suddenly remembered the bad guy who robbed things on TV and thought, "It's quiet and dark here. What should I do if I meet a bad person? " I picked up a stick to defend myself, but I am a girl after all, and tears are inevitable. At this time, I feel lonely and helpless.

Just when I was so upset, suddenly a voice came from behind me: "Girl, what's the matter? Is there something wrong with the car? " This question made me stop and look back. Oh! This is an old uncle. I saw the old uncle get off the bus and walk up to me and say, "Girl, is there something wrong with the car?" Hearing his kind words, I couldn't help crying. "yes." Hearing this, the old uncle bent down. After a few minutes, he stood up and said, "well, the chain fell off, and now it's all right." Girl, it's getting late. Hurry home. Your mother must be very anxious. " Say that finish, the old uncle rode away, and I haven't had time to say thank you! Looking at the old uncle's distant back, my eyes blurred again. What a high back this is.

Riding on the way home, it seems that the sky is much brighter, and the moon and stars seem to appear and smile at me. What a warm night, I hope our society will always be full of warmth.