800 words essay "Those Things About Street Stalls"

At night, there are beautiful musical fountains, the colorfully decorated Zhongshan Iron Bridge, and high-rise buildings like stars in the sky... embellishment into beautiful night scenes.

There is a special scenery. Have you noticed it? The candle lights in the distance formed a beautiful line, like candle lanterns praying for happiness on the water. Up close, it turned out to be homemade lamps used by the grandmothers and aunts who set up street vendors for lighting. A lit candle is covered in a special topless plastic bag. They were dressed very simply, with haggard and weathered faces. They always looked at the passers-by with expectant eyes, hoping that they would come to buy something. They mainly sell daily necessities and small toys, including socks, needlework, belts, mobile phone cases, monthly ticket card holders, sandbags, shuttlecocks and other cheap things. It can be said that they have everything you need. Although there are many pedestrians passing by, few people visit their stalls. Many people think these things are inferior products because they are found on street stalls. In fact, these things are not only cheap but also practical.

One night, people occasionally visited the street stalls of grandma and aunties. They had to bargain for the originally cheap items. If the items costing two yuan were reduced to one yuan, they could only earn a few cents. Their income is extremely meager. The good ones earn more than 300 yuan a month, while the bad ones only earn more than 100 yuan. Most of them are laid-off workers over the age of 40 or 50 or people who are simply unemployed. Because they cannot find a suitable job to earn money to support their families and send their children to school, they have no choice but to go out at night regardless of severe cold or heat, regardless of wind or rain. Set up a street stall and earn some meager income.

On a cold winter night, I stood at a street stall for a long time, shivering from the cold, when I accidentally saw a mother and son selling fly screens. A child about the same age as me said softly: "Mom, it's too cold. Let's go home and sell it tomorrow!" The mother said helplessly: "Son, no, you don't have money for tomorrow's breakfast yet!" "Tomorrow I won’t have breakfast!” Looking at the mother and son in thin clothes, I couldn’t help but shed tears. I really want to buy the few fly screens they have and send them home early!

The hard work of these grandmothers and aunts has always been imprinted in my heart. How I wish they could have jobs like my parents, and don’t have to set up street vendors at night to earn breakfast money and book fees for their children, let alone support their families!