He changed my seventh grade composition.

In life, many people and things are like beautiful landscapes, which touch the softest part in our hearts and make subtle changes in our hearts.

It was a dark night, and I was wandering on the roadside with my schoolbag on my back, ready to take a taxi home. Although the street lamps on both sides of the road are very bright, a few chilly breeze blows from time to time, which makes me feel creepy.

while I was waiting anxiously, a taxi suddenly stopped beside me. The driver poked his head out and asked me, "Little friend, do you want to take a bus?" I nodded and got on the bus.

I saw the driver's uncle's "true face" through the mirror in the car. His head is bald, his eyebrows are thick and black, and the most frightening thing is that he has a beard. Only then did I regret taking his car. What can I do? At this moment, he asked me: "Little friend, is it the first time to take a taxi by yourself?" I said "no" on purpose, lest he take advantage of it. Then he said, "Look at your clothes, you should have been in junior high school!"! I also have a daughter who is as old as you. " I "well" to cope with the past. Then he asked me some more questions, but no matter what I asked, I echoed them, thinking about how to get rid of all kinds of difficulties from time to time. He seemed to see through my fear and told me a humorous joke. After listening, I couldn't help laughing. The cold air in the car is heating up gradually.

it didn't take me long to get home, and I got off the bus. I can look at the dark road ahead, but I dare not take my steps at the moment, standing in the same place at a loss. Then my uncle got off the bus and said to me, "Why? Scared? Go home quickly, I'll watch you here until you get home! " I was deeply moved and said to him, "Thank you, uncle." I walked home carefully, looking back as I walked. He really stood there without moving, and smiled kindly at me, which made me feel warm. His eyes touched my heart. His eyes are both gentle and full of goodwill, imitating me: "Don't be afraid, go straight ahead, I will accompany you, I mean it." His eyes seemed to be a beam of sunshine, illuminating the dark road ahead for me. My confidence suddenly increased.

I am full of gratitude and a little guilty for this uncle. I can't forget his smile when chatting with me, and his figure when I came home. Every time I think of this, I silently remind myself: "You can't judge a book by its cover", and you should find a beautiful soul through its appearance. In the era of trust crisis, we should still treat others sincerely like him and give more trust to others.

I met by chance, but he changed me.