Two and a half essays describing the scene

1. Two essays describing scenes (500 words) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Super urgent

Famous modern writers Zhu Ziqing's "Hurry" delicately depicts the passage of time, expressing the author's helplessness and regret for wasting time.

Time is an objective form of material existence, consisting of the past and the present , a continuous system formed in the future. It is a manifestation of the movement of matter and the persistence of change. Time has no sound, no shadow, and no trace. Everyone has time, but some people cannot manage time reasonably and can only let Time slipped away from them quietly.

I remember this saying: "Time is the most impartial, giving everyone twenty-four hours a day; time is also the most impartial, giving everyone twenty-four hours a day." Not twenty-four hours." Do you think this statement is contradictory? No, it’s not a contradiction. We all know that there are twenty-four hours in a day, and this is the fairness of time. So why is time biased? Because these people waste time at will, allowing time to pass quickly, and achieve nothing in a day. He abandons time, and time abandons him. Therefore, his twenty-four hours are short. But some people arrange their time reasonably, cherish time, and do not They waste time, use their time to do something meaningful, and achieve twice the result with half the effort. They use twenty-four hours to do things that ordinary people need twenty-five hours, twenty-six hours, or even more time to complete. They Twenty-four hours are a long time.

"If you win time, you win everything." Lenin's words completely reflect the preciousness of time. "If a young man does not work hard, an old man will be sad." "It shows that a person does not cherish the good time when he is young, and can only sigh in vain when he is old. If he studies hard when he is young and strong, then he has won time, and he has won everything, and he will not worry about his years. Being old and doing nothing makes me feel sad.

Although some people know that they should cherish time, they don’t know how to do it. Some people think that doing a lot of work in a hurry every day means cherishing time; some people think that they should cherish time every day; Their time is filled with things, regardless of whether the things are meaningful or not, and they just cherish time; there are also some people who think that they are busy with money, house, seat, and car from morning to night, which is how they cherish time. They are all wrong. Cherish time. You don’t have to be busy working all day long, you don’t have to do meaningless things, you don’t have to regard vulgarity as a trend, self-interest as a noble thing, and only seek your own interests throughout your life. Since you have come to this world, you should seize the time to achieve something. To pursue a career, seize the time to work hard to learn scientific knowledge to build the motherland, benefit the people, and use the only time to serve the people wholeheartedly. This is the ultimate goal of cherishing time.

Yanzi Gone and come again, willows wither and become green again, peach blossoms wither and bloom again. We once came to this world naked, will we go back naked in the blink of an eye? But I can’t get over it, why did I have to go this way? Why don't we take advantage of this great time, cherish time, study hard, and strive to achieve the ultimate goal of cherishing time?

The ancients once said, "An inch of time is worth an inch of gold, but an inch of gold cannot buy an inch of time." A poem by Chang Gexing also mentioned that "If a young man does not work hard, an old man will be sad." Whenever I hear this sentence about cherishing time, I think of Zhu Ziqing's prose "Hurry".

This article is about time gone and never coming back, so don’t waste your time. From this, I realized that time is money, and thought about the fact that I have spent more than 4,600 days and nights, and what have I done with these 4,600 days and nights? There is nothing but wandering, nothing but hurrying.

In the rush of more than four thousand days, what was left besides wandering?

I once heard such a joke: A company employee asked for leave from his boss. The company boss told him that there are 365 days in a year and 52 weekends. After subtracting these 104 days, there are 261 days left. You There are 16 hours left every day when you are not at work. After subtracting these 170 days, there are 91 days left. You spend 30 minutes drinking coffee every day and 23 days are used up. There are 68 days left. You spend 1 hour eating every day and 46 days are used up. days, there are 22 days left. You usually ask for 2 days of sick leave from the company every year, and there are only 20 days left. There are 5 holidays every year, and the company is not working. After subtracting these 5 days, there are 15 days left. The company generously provides you with sick leave every year. Take 14 days off. Calculated this way, you only have 1 day of working time left, and you still need to take this 1 day off. After reading this joke, I not only laughed out loud, but also felt a chill after laughing. Although the boss's method of calculating time may not be accurate, it is enough to tell us to cherish time.

Friends, every time you type on the computer, the days pass by on the keyboard, and when you watch TV, the days flash by the screen. My friend, although life is short, if you think about it carefully, how much time do we spend on work and study? I remember Chen Zhongshi once said: No matter what setbacks or grievances you encounter in the future, don’t waver or defend, just go your own way! Because any wavering, including justification, will consume effort, time, and life, so don’t delay your schedule.

"The swallows have gone and will come again. The willows will wither and they will be green again. The peach blossoms will fade and bloom again. But our days will never come back." I can't help but I am reminded of a saying, "Wasting other people's time is equal to seeking wealth and killing, and wasting one's own time is equal to chronic suicide." Students, cherish your time! Time is money! It's life! 2. Two essays describing scenes of more than 500 words

The campus in autumn is still bright and pleasant, and the trees are still so green; the flowers seem not to know that late autumn has come, but they are still fragrant and blooming, and they still use it The fragrance attracts bees; the butterfly still dances on campus, and still attracts the attention of students with its beautiful figure.

A few yellow leaves fell from the trees in the flower beds on campus, and people's breath condensed into milky white heat in the air.

Although it is already late autumn, the sun still goes to work every day, giving plants enough light and heat so that they can still grow well in the cold late autumn.

The trees on campus sometimes sway with the wind; sometimes they stand still; sometimes a few poor leaves fall from the branches. However, these do not affect the charm of green trees in late autumn. The flowers on campus are still open, and the bees are still busy collecting nectar. There are many bees flying around the flowers, looking for which one is better.

The sky in late autumn is extremely solemn and cheerful. After self-study, the sky is dark, which makes people feel very mysterious. There are a few stars in the high sky to decorate it, making people guess: where are the other stars? Gone?

I love late autumn, the clear sky, and the cool season!

Autumn Scenery

You came quietly, silently, and in the blink of an eye, the earth was covered with golden clothes.

You come quietly and walk into the field. The fragrance of wheat is wafting everywhere. From a distance, the crops look like rolling waves; when you look up close, the wheat bends over with laughter and the sorghum blushes. The corns are in full bloom, and the people in the fields are busy, "Sing a harvest song, harvest the wheat, harvest the sorghum, harvest the corn, harvest the soybeans, and send it to the country after the harvest is completed." The song expresses the joy of farmers’ autumn harvest.

You came quietly, bringing you yellow clothes and red clothes. Looking at the mountains beside you, it seemed like you were covered with a layer of gold. Countless yellow butterflies flew down from above, and a group of them were hovering in the air. After an unknown period of time, the dark yellow clothes turned into light yellow; the light yellow turned into Heshi again. You see, it looks like a naughty butterfly. Kid, look at the mountains over there. The sorghum is like a sea of ??red, covering half of the sky. Together with the glow, it burns red like a flame. This combination of yellow and red gives people an indescribable warmth, and they even forget that winter is coming in a few days.

You came quietly, bringing beautiful autumn scenery and abundant fruits. Listen, the gongs and drums are noisy, it is so lively, and the faces of people who have been busy for a year show their inner pressure. Unstoppable joy: "Another good harvest year has come."

I am obsessed with autumn! Autumn - a colorful season, a time of fruit harvest, a time of prosperity.

Autumn in my hometown

Autumn in my hometown is neither cold nor hot. Although the air is not as fresh as before and the leaves are beginning to wither, one thing is becoming more and more mature - —That’s rice. When I walked out of the house and looked around, the first thing I saw was rice. There was so much rice covering it in large areas. The rice gradually grows and matures without people knowing it.

The autumn in my hometown is golden, and basically everything is yellow. In autumn in my hometown, the rice matures and turns yellow. In autumn in my hometown, the grass withered and turned yellow. In autumn in my hometown, the leaves on the trees gradually turn yellow and will wither soon. In fields, dirt roads, and paths, whatever green plants are there will basically wither. Especially the grass, which is waiting for the coming of spring to add another green color to the world.

Autumn in my hometown is a harvest season. Big peaches are born on the peach trees, big pears are born on the pear trees, huge oranges are born on the orange trees, and the rice in the fields is also mature. Wait until many edible fruits are ripe.

The wind is so soft, the water is so smooth, the sky is so blue, and people are so active. Autumn in my hometown is like this, just like spring. The autumn in my hometown is much warmer than the winter in my hometown, and the autumn in my hometown is cooler than the summer.

Ah, the autumn in your hometown, how gentle you are! 3. Composition describing the scene

Lively Spring Festival The annual Spring Festival is coming again. I believe every child is eagerly looking forward to celebrating the Spring Festival. There must be something that makes them like it! For example: receiving New Year's money from elders, shopping around to buy new clothes, visiting relatives' houses to pay New Year greetings, going on trips, etc. My favorite thing is to set off firecrackers and fireworks.

Every Chinese New Year, I would pester my father to take me to set off firecrackers. Now we can’t set off firecrackers in the city, so my father had to take me to the suburbs to set off firecrackers. Every time we buy many different kinds of firecrackers and fireworks.

We stuck the firecrackers in the soil and lit the fuses with incense. I covered my ears tightly with both hands, hid behind the adults, poked half of my head out, looked at the burning fuses, and thought to myself. : Should I let go of my hand and jump forward to act brave, or should I act as scared as I am now? While I was still hesitating, the firecrackers exploded with a "bang". Suddenly, confetti scattered, dust flew, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke.

I also screamed with joy! Of course, the most spectacular thing is the fireworks set off at night. Some fireworks are placed in the sky like a blooming chrysanthemum, and some fireworks are placed in the sky first as a small circle, and then enlarged like water waves, and the color of each circle is different! Some fireworks were put into the sky and scattered like a fountain.

.. Various colorful fireworks are intertwined, one after another, colorful, dressing up the night sky like a palace with bright lights, very beautiful.

Looking at the fireworks in the sky and listening to the crackling of firecrackers everywhere, the lively New Year is here again. 4. Write a scene description composition

Scene description refers to the description of life scenes centered on the activities of characters within a specific time and place. Scene description is generally composed of "people", "things" and "situations". It is the basic unit of narrative works and the main means of depicting characters, developing plots and expressing themes. Scene description is divided according to the description object, including character activity scenes and situational atmosphere scenes; according to the description space, there are panoramic scenes and close-up scenes.

Appreciation of wonderful scenes

(1) Old Sun turned over and rode on the bare back of his horse. The pony had never been ridden before, and it was running around in the field. Old Sun was pulling its neatly cut mane...

The pony was jumping wildly, jumping more and more. The higher you go, the more vigorous you jump. The two hind hooves kicked back hard, kicking up the snow on the ground.

Lao Suntou stopped talking and grabbed his mane with both hands. He was so frightened that the corners of his face turned as white as window paper. The horse galloped around the field, and even dozens of people couldn't stop it. In the end, it threw Old Sun's head to the ground. It rushed out of the crowd, ran out of the school, and ran away quickly toward the rural road. Guo Quanhai hurriedly untied the green horse from the pillar, turned over and mounted it, and drove away the jade eyes. Here, Lao Sun fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time. People around him laughed endlessly. "Split Horses"

(2) As soon as they passed the archway, a noisy sound of people mixed with the sound of machines and trumpets rushed towards them, and the entire construction site behind the dam was revealed in front of them. This is a huge labor scene: a tall and neat "ridge" connects the two hills together, and a python-like winch lies on the dam. The sand, soil and stones seem to have grown legs and automatically flow to the top of the dam. superior. There were people everywhere above and below the dam, and cars and bulldozers were running in a hurry. . The general looked around as he walked. He was deeply moved by the labor scene. "Ordinary Laborers"

(3) The car came, but before it stopped, a few young people used their strength to occupy a favorable position and squeezed straight into the car. Several young men with nimble hands and feet jumped left and right like monkeys, jumped up with a "swish" sound, and blocked the car door. A large number of people are crowding in desperately, and I can see white hands, bronze hands, rough hands, and soft hands, instinctively reaching forward and waving instinctively, hoping to grab the car door. The "One-Eyed Dragon" may have been on the "battlefield" for a long time and took the lead. The moment the car door opened, he grabbed the armrest on the door with his right hand, jumped up, and was already standing on the door pedal. He violently pulled away the people who were reluctant to get off the car with his left hand, and stepped back with his right foot. He kicked off, quickly lifted his left foot up, and with the support of the crowd behind him, he finally got into the car as he wished. As soon as a fat lady's thick and short right leg stepped onto the car steps, she kept pushing her left foot out. She twisted her fat body with all her strength, and held on desperately with a pair of bloated hands. Door armrests. No matter how hard she tried, her *** was still squeezed hard by the car door, which was so painful that she screamed "Oh my god!" Squeezing in the car was really a battle of different pursuits!

"Traffic Crowd"

(4) "Du, du, du." Three crisp whistles broke the silence of the entire valley and woke me up from my dream. .It’s three sounds! Emergency gathering! At this moment, the barracks we live in are "exploding". "Hey, where are my clothes?" "Flashlight, take a picture quickly!" "What time is it now? I haven't slept well yet!" "Don't be wordy, it's only three minutes!"... "Hey, come back, what are you wearing? It's my shoe!" "Wow!" "The bed was kicked" "What are you yelling about? I knocked over the basin!"... At this time, it's not an exaggeration to describe me as an ant on a hot pot. , I finally put on my clothes haphazardly, but I couldn’t put on my backpack, and a layer of sweat broke out on my forehead. I tried tearing it apart, tearing it apart and beating it, but after trying it two or three times, I just couldn't get it right. I panicked and even got my fingers tangled in it, so I finally gritted my teeth and tied up the quilt in various ways, threw it on my shoulder, jumped off the ground, dragged my shoes, and rushed out of the door... "Emergency Gathering" 5 . An essay about scene description

As the scene began, the scene turned from ebb to climax. The cheers and stomping of the students merged into one. Finally, they reached our class, and the male students immediately went into battle. , stood up, took the posture, and formed the "Gong" position, supporting the feet with the feet and hooking the feet; the body leaned back, and the hands were like iron pliers, grabbing the hemp rope with force.

Waiting for the whistle to sound, the students began to feed with all their strength, like tigers. The veins in our hands are abrupt.

The muscles were tense, the sweat on the body was straight, the hair stood up, the forehead was curled up, the palms of the hands were red from being strangled by the rope, some were even blistered, and beads of sweat were rolling down. Despite this, we still pulled hard, and the more we pulled, the more "cruel" we got. We gritted our teeth, endured the pain, and thought to ourselves: We must persist, we cannot relax, we must win, we must win.

Our legs kept moving back, farther and farther, and the red scarf slowly moved closer to us from the midpoint. Seeing that we were about to win, Class 6 and 15 were not to be outdone. They all used their best strength, with bulging cheeks and red and swollen faces, like steel warriors.

We originally thought we were sure to win, so we didn’t pay attention to each other, but the students from Class 6 and Class 15 made a sudden "attack" while we were not paying attention.

This time, it made us dizzy and swaying, as if we had drunk alcohol.

The red scarf is getting closer and closer to the other party, what should I do? Some teachers around encouraged us and cheered for us. The students also began to calm down and cheer up. The cheerleading team also cheered us: "Class 616, come on, Class 616, come on..." After listening to the cheerleading team, We were suddenly filled with strength and pulled the rope back hard. The red scarf slowly came towards us, "Win!" we cheered. 6. Composition describing scenes

Lively Spring Festival The annual Spring Festival is coming again. I believe every child is eagerly looking forward to celebrating the Spring Festival. There must be something that makes them like it! For example: receiving New Year's money from elders, shopping around to buy new clothes, visiting relatives' houses to pay New Year greetings, going on trips, etc. My favorite thing is to set off firecrackers and fireworks.

Every Chinese New Year, I would pester my father to take me to set off firecrackers. Now we can’t set off firecrackers in the city, so my father had to take me to the suburbs to set off firecrackers. Every time we buy many different kinds of firecrackers and fireworks.

We stuck the firecrackers in the soil and lit the fuses with incense. I covered my ears tightly with both hands, hid behind the adults, poked half of my head out, looked at the burning fuses, and thought to myself. : Should I let go of my hand and jump forward to act brave, or should I act as scared as I am now? While I was still hesitating, the firecrackers exploded with a "bang". Suddenly, confetti scattered, dust flew, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke.

I also screamed with joy! Of course, the most spectacular thing is the fireworks set off at night. Some fireworks are placed in the sky like a blooming chrysanthemum, and some fireworks are placed in the sky first as a small circle, and then enlarged circle by circle like water waves, and the color of each circle is different! Some fireworks were put into the sky and scattered like a fountain.

.. Various colorful fireworks are intertwined, one after another, colorful, dressing up the night sky like a palace with bright lights, very beautiful.

Looking at the fireworks in the sky and listening to the crackling of firecrackers everywhere, the lively New Year is here again. 7. Scene description essay

"Dang, dang, dang..." As the New Year's bell rang, fireworks and firecrackers started blasting together. My father and I took out the fireworks that had been prepared and lit the fireworks tube. We only heard a loud "boom", and a firework bomb rose into the air and exploded in an instant. The exploded firework seemed like a beautiful flower. The lotus flower unfolded its petals in the sky. At this time, fireworks erupted from the fireworks tube, like countless bright and dazzling meteors, flashing across the sky... There were other fireworks flashing in the sky, some of them Like a string of pearls, some are like shooting stars, some are like chrysanthemums, some are like waterfalls... I can't see them all. The sound of loud firecrackers and the radiant and brilliant fireworks were flying in the sky, all kinds of colors, decorating the sky like a flower, and the night sky suddenly became dazzling. The scene at this time, surrounded by the melody of laughter, firecrackers, shouts, and music, was really lively.

My Spring Festival this year is so meaningful and I am so happy. It reminds me of Wang Anshi's "Yuan Ri": the sound of firecrackers marks the end of the year, and the spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu.

Thousands of households are always replacing old talismans with new peaches. 8. Composition describing the scene

Today is a scorching sun in the sky, and the hot sun is shining on the earth. It is also the annual parent-child sports meeting of our school. Everyone is very happy because they can be with their parents. Work hard to bring glory to their respective groups.

When we arrived at the sports center where we were going, the students entered the venue in an orderly manner under the leadership of the teacher. All the students in our class were in high spirits and had only one wish in their hearts: I hope we can win the championship in this sports meeting. First place in the whole grade.

The opening ceremony of the sports meeting began. The principal spoke on the radio: "Hello, classmates, teachers, and parents, this year's annual parent-child sports meeting has begun!" All the students in the school were wearing neat school uniforms and lined up neatly. The cube team walked on the sports field, shouting the slogan of their class. The slogan of our class was particularly powerful: "1234, 1234! Four, five, four, five! Can be civilized and military, first, first! Not me. No one else!" After the cube team ceremony, the intense sports meeting began!

Today’s sports meeting has a variety of events, including parents jumping long ropes, parents and children competing in relay races over obstacles, and long-distance running ranging from 60 meters to 800 meters..

The most exciting event is the obstacle relay competition between parents and children. As soon as Teacher Tang's gunshot fired, the competition started. I saw Wei Liangyu from our class holding the baton tightly, crossing the obstacle, and passing the baton to the next parent. Our class The cheerleaders were also cheering on the side, the students were cheering one after another, and the competition was going on nervously. Suddenly, a parent lost his center of gravity because he ran too fast and fell to the ground. ‘No, what should I do? Can the game continue? ’ The students on the side were stunned. They saw that the parent was not discouraged. He endured the pain and continued to compete. Come on! come on! The students shouted louder, the game is over! Through hard work, our classmates and parents achieved good results in second place.

Sweat and smiles flowed on their faces, and honor spread in everyone's hearts. Although everyone was very tired in this sports meeting, everyone was very happy. 9. Scene description essay sample

In order to celebrate the arrival of June 1st, the school held a grand tug-of-war competition. The students were overjoyed when they heard the news.

Quick Go to the playground, the tug-of-war is about to begin. The news came from nowhere. The students hurried to the playground and only heard the referee announcing the rules of the game, and then it officially started.

It started, and the scene turned from low to climax. The cheers and stomping of the students merged into one. Finally, they reached our class. The male students immediately went into battle, stood up, and took their postures. , into the "Gong" position, use your feet to push your feet and hook your feet; lean back and use your hands to grasp the hemp rope with force like iron pliers. Waiting for the whistle to sound, the students began to feed with all their strength, like tigers. The veins in our hands are abrupt. The muscles were tense, the sweat on the body was straight, the hair stood up, and the forehead was curled up in a circle. The palms of the hands were red from being strangled by the rope, and some were even blistered, with beads of sweat rolling down. Despite this, we still pulled hard, and the more we pulled, the more "cruel" we got. We gritted our teeth, endured the pain, and thought to ourselves: We must persist, we cannot relax, we must win, we must win. Our legs kept moving back, farther and farther, and the red scarf slowly moved closer to us from the midpoint. Seeing that we were about to win, Class 6 and 15 were not to be outdone. They all used their best strength, with bulging cheeks and red and swollen faces, like steel warriors. We originally thought we were sure to win, so we didn't pay attention to each other, but the students from Class 6 and 15 made a sudden "attack" while we were not paying attention. This time, it made us dizzy and swaying, as if we had drunk alcohol. The red scarf is getting closer and closer to the other party, what should I do? Some teachers around encouraged us and cheered for us. The students also began to calm down and cheer up. The cheerleading team also cheered us: "Class 616, come on, Class 616, come on..." After listening to the cheerleading team, We were suddenly filled with strength and pulled the rope back hard. The red scarf slowly came towards us, "Win!" we cheered.

In the second game, because the students were too proud last time, the whole army was wiped out. The same is true for the third game.

At this time, we are not discouraged because we tried our best. Therefore, we must also shout for our victory: "Ah! We "won"..." This kind of voice is also the voice of victory and the voice of unity. It echoed in the sky for a long time.

Ah, what a tug-of-war. It not only makes our friendship deeper, stronger, and more united, but also brings us incomparable happiness, incomparable... 10. Scene description Composition

In late autumn, I feel the rustling of falling trees, and a trace of sadness wells up in my chest. So, I took advantage of the sunny weather to revisit the charming river in my childhood. There are several old willows with graceful figures, and the wind blows the willow branches like the long beard of an old man.

The river water frowned slightly, crushing a golden light. The sparkling light reflects the sparse shadows of the weeping willows. If it is summer, the river is like a kind old man, holding us in the river and caressing us gently. At night, it seemed to be sleeping soundly, making everything feel warm and peaceful. Its moaning sound brought me back from the beautiful memories. The late autumn river in front of me looks like a thin old man in the rustling autumn wind, deep and solemn. Yellow leaves fall into the water and drift with the waves. The river gently kisses the gentle and passionate beach, seeming to be wiping its wounds. The weeping willows on both sides of the bank no longer have lush branches and leaves, but have few branches and leaves... Everything seems to be sick, including the withered grass, even the sand dunes, and even the once majestic poplars and elms around. But I clearly saw Xiaohe’s strong bones, unyielding personality and high dignity.

The National Day is coming, and the streets are a bustling scene. People came to the city center square in groups and beamed with joy. On the night of fireworks and lanterns, they danced and sang to their heart's content. Children carried lanterns and shuttled between the gorgeous buildings. , flowers bloomed on their petite faces, some were playing eagle and chicken, some were playing with handkerchiefs, and some were playing hide-and-seek... What an exciting and nostalgic moment!

One of the scene descriptions of "Alive"

An endless flow of people lined up from one end of the street to the other. The noise from the crowd made the already empty square seem even more crowded. The red banner with the six characters "Down with the Landlords" in the Taiwanese theater shone with golden light, attracting the attention of everyone present. Suddenly, three or five young men dressed as soldiers rushed into the square escorting a man with despair and anger in his eyes. The noise of the crowd stopped in an instant, and instead they shouted in unison without any command: "Down with the landlord class! Down with the landlord class!" There were always raised heads in the crowd, as if they were waiting for an elephant to crush the ants. A little girl wearing a red plaid shirt clamored to watch the "ceremony" that was about to be performed on the stage, but no one paid attention to her. She had no choice but to climb up a nearby statue with trembling movements, raising her head and looking forward to the arrival of the "ritual".

"Alive" Scene Description 2

Dark The walkway is very spacious, and four or five people can pass side by side. The height is also 2.5 meters, but the sunlight is forbidden at the entrance of the walkway. On the flat ground, there are shadows of restrained sunlight, as if a painter is making a dark contrast. Across the corridor is a narrow street. The crowd is like a stream, with a steady stream of people as thin and long as the stream, taking firm steps upward in unison. It's like a raging river. People waved their fists in indignation and shouted slogans loudly, like the roar of the river or the waves on the river. Suddenly a person appeared out of the sun, walked into the dark corridor, turned around every step, then faced the wall for a while and then walked away, but the people outside never turned around, as if mechanically. Group after group of people left.