This also started from that incident. ...
It was a winter afternoon. I play tennis at 60 1 in Jiang Zhong, Deng Bai. Although my mother has repeatedly reminded me to get on the local train, never get on the intermediate train. But as soon as I saw the 60 1 coming, I didn't care what car it was, so I just got on it. A good show of taking the wrong bus has been staged.
At first, I thought I didn't take the wrong bus and watch the scenery leisurely. But after a while, I felt something was wrong, huh? How did this car get into the middle of nowhere? I looked at the car category, yeah! Intermediate car! At this point, the car just arrived at Luneng Xingcheng Station. I got off the bus in a hurry. After determining the location, I called my mother for help. After my mother knew it, she said a few words to me in a worried tone and gave me an idea-wait for the bus at the opposite station and then sit back. No way, I sighed and crossed the road to the opposite side. However, a new trouble has come again-there is no station nearby. I sighed again and walked back in the usual direction.
Along the way, my voice kept ringing-"Uncle, how to get to the yellow mud pound?" "Aunt, could you tell me how to get to the yellow mud pound?" ..... Walking, finally, I saw a bus stop in front, and I ran over with joy. When I saw it, the result disappointed me. There is no bus to Yellow Mud Pond. I must keep walking until I have walked a lot and my feet and nerves are about to collapse. Many things happen, and finally I saw a yellow mud ice at a bus stop.
By the time I got to the tennis court, it was already more than half an hour late. The teacher called my mother immediately, and my mother was relieved to hear my voice. Gave me a poor lecture and hung up the phone. I think she must have put down the stone hanging in her heart?
It's really troublesome to take the wrong bus. Tired, let my mother worry and delay my precious time. I must be careful in the future. Never take the wrong bus again.