A detailed description of the crowded bus situation

1. Describe the details of the old lady squeezing the bus in 200~300 words

There was an old lady in the crowd, wearing a round hat made of gray wool and wearing a heavy Wearing a green velvet square scarf, a navy blue cotton coat, and a pair of extremely ordinary black cotton shoes on his feet, he is carrying a clothing bag in his right hand with a big word "Special Offer" on it. He is holding 1 yuan tightly in his left hand. Change, standing on the platform waiting for the bus. Before the bus even stopped at the stop, crowds of people started to arrive. The old lady was afraid that she would not be able to get into the car, so she held her bag high and squeezed into the swarming crowd. A man who was about to squeeze into the car door was pushed by someone behind him. He suddenly became furious. He held the car door with both hands and leaned against the crowd with his broad back. He put one foot on the ground and the other on the door. After kicking back, the crowd suddenly made "ripples" like a stone thrown into the lake. The old lady staggered, and her left heel tripped squarely on the curb stone. As her center of gravity shifted backwards, the old lady fell onto the platform with a plop.

A little girl with sharp eyes saw the old man falling to the ground, and immediately ran forward to try to help the old man up, but the old man was lying on the cold platform. The little girl leaned over and asked a few words, then picked up her mobile phone and made a call. After a while, an ambulance came quickly... 2. Describe the crowded scene on the bus in about 100 words.

I stood on the roadside waiting for the bus. After a while, the bus arrived. .

Wow, so many people! We finally squeezed up, but there was no place to stay. After struggling for a long time, we finally stood firm. The car continued to move forward, but someone stopped it again. People on the car said they could no longer get on, and the conductor shouted: "Go to the front... hurry up..." But there was no room left! Just like this, a few more people were squeezed in.

Nowadays, the carriage is so full that it doesn’t matter if you stand on the carriage without support. It becomes like a "rougamo", unable to move. Because it was uncomfortable to stand, I shook my head. When I raised my head, I saw an uncle with a plaster on his hand. He was also standing extremely uncomfortable. His hand was shaking up and down from time to time, looking very uncomfortable.

I immediately didn’t dare to move, for fear of touching him. At this time, a child burst into tears, probably because he couldn't bear the crowding. His mother kept comforting her: "We'll be there soon, we'll be there soon... Be good."

The car moved forward. As the conversation continued, the muttering in the carriage continued uninterrupted. Finally we arrived at the station and we got off the bus. The air outside was so fresh! I let out a long sigh of relief as if I had escaped from the "cage"... 3. Detailed description of the bus

I took the bus to work a few days ago. There were many people on the bus and there were no seats. I got on the bus and walked to the back of the car.

There was an old man in his sixties or seventies who got on the bus before me, but a young woman who was just one step ahead of her occupied the only remaining seat. I saw the old man's disappointment, and then stood beside her.

The old man's body was a bit bulky, and it was obvious that he couldn't bear it after standing for a while. I glanced at the back compartment, and there were many young and strong men in the car, as well as young ladies who looked down upon everything, but no one gave up their seat to the old man.

I couldn’t help but sigh from the bottom of my heart! After a few more stops, the young man sitting in front of me got off the bus. According to the position, I could sit down, but I immediately asked the old man to sit down without any hesitation. Along the way, I noticed that the old man was always uneasy because he was grateful to me for a seat.

Especially after knowing that I still had a long way to go, they looked around to find a seat for me as soon as someone got off the bus. I know that the old man is a kind-hearted person, and I am also a kind-hearted person, and I consider myself to be somewhat cultivated. The reason is that I am standing while they are sitting.

I had some regrets when I got off the bus. What I regretted was not giving up my seat, but regretting that I should stay away from the old man after giving up my seat, so that her uneasiness along the way might be alleviated. Then one day I still took the car.

After suffering from cervical spondylosis all day, I finally boarded the bus home. I really want to be able to sit in a seat, because I have recently developed motion sickness, and my cervical spondylosis makes me even more nauseous.

After getting on the bus, I actually found a seat. Unexpectedly, as soon as I walked there and wanted to sit down, a lady who was a seat away occupied it with her purse. It turned out that she had found out and got on the bus. An acquaintance. So enthusiastic! I was really angry, but I didn't say anything.

Isn’t it written in a book: “When you quarrel with a fool, others can’t tell who is the fool.” Maybe when you quarrel with an uncultivated person over a seat, others will be more confused. I can’t tell who is the cultivated one.

This morning at work I gave up my seat to an old man again. I am not writing this to express myself, I just feel sad: a seat almost made a seventy-year-old man burst into tears of gratitude.

What happened to people? China is known as a land of etiquette and ancient civilization. "Respecting the elderly and loving the young" is the most basic principle of life taught to us by our teachers from the day we went to school. Just think about it, who has never written a composition based on stories about helping others such as "helping others push the cart" and "giving up your seat".

Are these slogans written in books and slogans? Is it just used to educate primary school students? Don't expect that the social atmosphere will improve when the children grow up, because which of us was not raised by children? Each of us adults is their "role model". Why! I don’t look forward to anything else, I just hope there will be more buses so that I can sit there with peace of mind. 4. An article describing crowding on the bus

Crowding on the bus I went to work today because I am already in my twenties. It is probably because the Chinese New Year is approaching. There is a Chinese New Year atmosphere everywhere. There are so many people on buses that it is unimaginable. For the safety of passengers, the transportation department has adopted a series of control measures on buses and overloading is strictly prohibited.

But people who often drive sports cars in rural areas know how to deal with them. There are policies from above and countermeasures from below. The transportation department dispatched reconnaissance vehicles to check for overloading of passenger buses at any time.

The bus also dispatched "undercover agents" scattered at various important intersections, and the specific location of the "enemy" was reported to the bus at any time via mobile phone, so that the crew had sufficient time to arrange the evacuation of overloaded personnel. . The degree of overloading of passenger cars is only worse than before it was under control.

Fortunately, I didn’t have to wait long before I was pushed into the car by the crowd. The reason why I use the word ‘push’ is because if there is no one to help push me in, I will definitely be pushed in. It will be squeezed by the people inside and fall down. In this case, the steward was still shouting: "Go in, go in, there are people getting on the bus behind you."

I think her wording was inappropriate. How could she use the word 'go'? ? That scene can no longer be described as "walk". Using 'squeezing' to describe it wasn't quite right. She should have said that it would be more like pushing it inward.

After getting on the bus, the only thing I felt lucky was that I wasn’t pushed into the wrong car. If I got on the wrong car, I wouldn’t be able to get out, so I would have to be dragged wherever I go. I don’t know how many people were squeezed into the car in the end. I was surprised that people are so flexible. I had already seen that the car could not be fuller, but people were still being squeezed in one after another.

The performance of the human species is really good. No matter how much you squeeze it, it will not break or be damaged. It is estimated that there is no need to use signs such as fragile, explosive, and not to be inverted when packaging, and there is no need to indicate when handling. Handle it with care, and it is strictly forbidden to drop, hit, squeeze, etc. Probably no one got on the bus anymore, because I felt that the bus seemed to be swaying on the road.

After getting on the road, the car body shook and felt a lot looser. This reminded me of the story of contentment and dissatisfaction. The eminent monk asked the little monk who thought he had learned a lot and was satisfied to bring him a bowl. , and told him to put stones into it until it was full. Then the senior monk asked the young monk: "Is the bowl full?" The young monk replied: "It is full. There is nothing more that can be filled." The senior monk grabbed a handful of sand and spread He went in, shook the bowl, and the sand disappeared after a while. Then the monk grabbed a handful of sand and threw it in. He shook the bowl, and the sand disappeared again.

"Is the bowl full?" the senior monk asked the young monk again. The little monk ashamedly told the master: "It looks full, but it can still hold a lot of things."

Although the truth is similar, you can never believe that it is really loose after being squeezed on the bus. It can hold a lot of things, so don’t be blinded by the illusion of temporary looseness. You have to hold your ground, even if your ground is just two feet.

Who said in his poem to persuade the world that people only occupy one meter of land? That must have been said before he squeezed through the bus. After the squeeze, I believe his requirements will be lowered.

Don’t believe it? If you don’t believe it, try it. If you dare to lift one foot off the ground and want to change your position to stretch your already sore waist, then I dare to bet you that your foot off the ground will never return to its original position, and you can never hope to find it again. The feeling of being down-to-earth, unless you step on someone else's foot, even though you don't know whose foot you stepped on, even though the owner of the stepped foot also doesn't know whose foot stepped on him. .

But can you be sure that the owner of that foot will not protest loudly? But one thing is absolutely certain, no matter how bad-tempered the owner of that foot is, he will never kick or step on you in kind. Because sometimes the environment can determine a person's behavior, even if he has the intention, he doesn't have the power.

Now that I think about it, what will happen if both feet leave the ground at the same time? I really regret that I didn’t have the courage to give it a try. I’m sure I won’t fall. After walking for more than half an hour, the car finally became really comfortable, and I was lucky enough to get a seat to stretch my waist.

Just when I was about to take a look at the scenery outside the window, a woman suddenly shouted: "Stop!!!" I don't understand music, but I still know simple music scores, and I can also try to When a familiar song is played, I know that these little elves 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 can compose countless beautiful songs, including bass and treble. Usually when people say someone's voice is too high, they use an octave to describe it.

After hearing the female voice, I quickly arranged the order in my mind from bass to treble. I couldn't classify the sound of the word "stop", so I decided to make it a high ninth according to my own feelings about music.

Maybe one day with the development of the music industry, I can be counted among those who have contributed to music, because I was the one who discovered the high ninth degree. At that time, her high-pitched word "stop" not only frightened me.

The bus also stopped on the side of the road with a loud "quacking" sound at the same time. Almost everyone looked towards the direction of the sound. After parking the car, the driver turned around eagerly. Asked: "What's wrong?" The woman who stood up did not stop herself when the car suddenly stopped with a "squeak" sound. She lost control of her center of gravity and rushed forward a few steps. Fortunately, someone with quick eyesight and hands quickly stopped her, otherwise I believe she would have rushed all the way to the driver's side. After standing firm, the woman gave everyone an unexpected but not unexpected answer in a soft alto: "I've been to the station!" The lovely woman got out of the car amidst the laughter of everyone in the car.

My unsympathetic nature was clearly exposed. I kept laughing from the moment the woman got off the car until I got off the car, walking on the sunny street, thinking about the woman who had stopped by and looking back to find her whereabouts. Along the way, I don’t know how far she has sat. The shadow she left in my heart just keeps walking back and forth. Walking under the same blue sky, I don’t know if she is smiling or not. I imagine she should be I kept smiling when I returned home, just like when I was walking on the street, smiling passers-by cast doubtful glances at me to find out why. 5. Write an essay about being crowded on the bus

In today’s society, the most typical example of this explanation is “crowding the bus”.

Chinese people don’t say that taking a bus is “taking a bus” or “taking a bus”. That’s because there are too many people taking the bus, and people outside the bus are crowded to get on the bus. The car is like a can of sardines. The car is full of "sardines", leaving you with nothing to do except "squeeze". Some people say: "Squeezing" is a good thing, it can bring us closer and closer to each other.

You see, when passengers squeeze together on a bus, doesn’t it bring them closer to each other? Unlike the United States on the other side of the ocean, when taking the subway, you have to consider the free space between people. You have no right to get too close to another passenger. How sad! In China, there is no distance between bodies.

But what about spiritually? When you are on a bus, because it is very crowded, collisions between bodies are inevitable, but if you accidentally bump into another person, it is very likely that you will get a blank look or even a scolding; still on the bus In the car, a frail old man or a pregnant woman with a big belly got on the car, but the young and healthy passengers in the seats turned a blind eye. Not many people were willing to give up their seats - they were very close to each other physically, but far away in mind. At the end of the world! The second explanation is: "use pressure to come out of the pores". There are two situations, one is "squeezing" real objects, such as "squeezing milk" and "squeezing toothpaste"; the other is "squeezing" virtual objects, such as "squeezing time".

Regarding the latter, we often hear people say, "I specially squeezed out some time today..." The great writer Lu Xun once said: "Time is like water in a sponge. There will always be water as long as you squeeze." This tells us two things: First, time is as precious as gold, "An inch of time is worth an inch of gold, but an inch of gold cannot buy an inch of time." Second, time has infinite malleability, as long as you Try to grasp it and it will be with you.

I don’t want to delve into the third explanation of “squeezing”. Because it is a bit heavy, that is: "ostracize; exclude" - this is really a cruel word.

They are also "the essence of the universe and the primate of all things", but in the eyes of many people they are divided into three, six or nine levels. Some people live at the bottom of society and have tasted the ups and downs of life; some people are high up and have good food and clothing.

So people "crowd" each other out in order to become "superior people", and even resorted to some shameful "crowding" methods - think about it, who allowed us to live in the "hundred people" today? What about the era of “competition”? Today, with the development of the times, the "squeeze" in this explanation has gradually become a neutral word, which represents a kind of "competition." In fact, people today have become accustomed to "crowding". People think that "crowding" means competition and is a necessary means to "squeeze" into the upper class.

I think I will not be able to escape the fate of "squeezing" people or being "squeezed" in the future. A small word "squeeze" has so many meanings.

But whether it is "crowding the bus", "squeezing time" or "crowding people", they are all worthy of our serious consideration - thinking about how we can "squeeze" our own life journey. 6. No less than 300 words should be used to describe the scene of crowding on the bus.

On the bus, when getting on the bus, everyone is vying for the first place. , he sat down first without thinking, and without considering whether the people around him had seats.

When an old man stands precariously in the car, he may fall down at any time. At this time, the radio was playing over and over again: "Respecting the elderly and caring for the young is a traditional virtue in our country. Please give up your seat to the elderly, weak, sick, disabled, pregnant and children with children. Thank you for your cooperation." All the adults who heard it were Indifferent, still sitting calmly and calmly, the words in the broadcast were just like wind in the ears, blowing by and turning a deaf ear.

For another example, when an old man was about to fall, the adults turned a blind eye. Only a young primary school student immediately stood up and gave way to his seat, said "Grandma, please sit down", and then stepped forward. I went to help the old man sit in his seat. Unexpectedly, the mother of the child next to me gave the child a fierce look, which obviously meant to blame her for not giving up her seat. Seeing this scene, many adults turned a blind eye, as if nothing happened at all, and continued to talk and laugh. 7. Essay describing the details of the traffic jam

When the first new car arrived, everyone rushed to it. The brute force proved that China was ready to charge and dare to die, but they did not go to the front line. Seeing that there were too many people to squeeze in, Hongjian and others wanted to rush to the second car that came at this time, but who knew that someone would always get ahead of them. Finally, all three of them got to the car, had a place to stand, took a breath, smiled knowingly at each other, and had time to sweat. People keep coming. Outraged. The person who was talking softly with a smile said: "I'm sorry, please squeeze in!" The person who said with great righteousness said: "It's convenient for everyone to go out, come on, squeeze in! Okay! Okay!" The person in front of him pointed out: "Friend, let's go Once you give up, there's plenty of room inside. It's so stupid to stop at the door! "I have the ticket, why can't I get on the bus? Humph!" As a result, all the people who bought the ticket When I got on the bus, I didn't expect that the small compartment would be flexible enough to accommodate so many people. The carriage was like a sardine can, the people inside were so tightly packed that their bodies were flattened. But the bones of sardines are hidden deep in their own bodies, and the elbow bones and knee bones of these passengers are embedded in the bodies of others. The canned sardines stand straight, while the passengers are hunched, their waists and legs bent at geometrical angles.

Miss Sun had a seat on the bench made of wooden boards, but it was still uncomfortable enough. The two men on the left and right moved their thighs to make a small gap, which was only allowed for monkeys to grow tails before they evolved into humans. Put a stool in a small area.

This is the description in "Fortress Besieged". It feels very classic and can be used as a reference depending on the situation. 8. Description of the scene where the bus is very crowded

What is a father? A "father" always has his own "view of fatherhood".

The establishment of this concept of fatherhood was of course very ethical at the beginning, but this ethical iceberg often melts into soft water in front of the "little sun"-like child. Maybe "water" is the symbol of dad.

Dad is the fountain of children, the "fountain of fairy tales" for children, because a father often loses himself unknowingly and sees the world purely from a child's point of view. I once talked to my children about the silence and tranquility of Taipei streets many years ago, and said with emotion that that kind of scene can only be seen at 4 o'clock in the morning.

My second child immediately suggested that we go for a walk in the street at 4 o'clock the next morning. This is against the rules of my life, but my children and I have the same greed for new experiences.

Of course, the result was that early the next morning, I "followed" my child to absorb new experiences. Dad is the ocean for children, and the only "home of many waters" that children can find in this world that can bring together many streams. Because a father can often find the cuteness of children's different opinions, he believes that My mission is to make all ideas work together.

One Sunday, all three of my children wanted to go see a "Dad-accompanied" movie, but each child insisted on their choice of movie. Yes, I had to schedule three consecutive weeks of movie viewing activities for my three children to attend freely.

Dad is a haven for children and a refuge for them to escape from strict social norms, because children sometimes look so fragile and cute, and they seem to be severely damaged if they are not protected a little. My youngest child came into my room one day with her number exercise book and told me that the math problems were so many and complicated that she no longer wanted to do them because she found them boring.

I also saw that her face was a little pale and her eyes were not bright and shiny. This was a prelude to a cold.

I had to put down my work, make her a glass of honey water, and then accompany her to break down the math problems one by one, while doing calculations on paper and checking each other's answers.

I know that what children need is such a haven, not "admonishment to patients." Dad is a bank for his children.

This bank has repeatedly given children the opportunity to observe the wonders of one of mankind's greatest inventions - money. What bothers the child the most is, why does money become one with his father? What frightened Dad the most was that the children confused "the wonderful use of money" with "the wonderful use of daddy".

In fact, the children almost see their father as a "string with two legs." Therefore, the children simplify things, instead of using their father to use money, they "use their father" directly.

My youngest once told me she wanted a box of colored pens. She said that if there are colored pens, there are colored pens.

My second child told me she wished she had a piano. This is of course a test for "the bank".

But the result is still that if she wants a piano, she will have a piano. My eldest child told me that I should buy a house with a garden and a large green lawn so that everyone can enjoy more sunshine.

This time, she discovered that the "bank" was not the place where everything could be done. Despite this, this "bank" is still very reliable and useful, especially for meeting the small needs of daily life.

Of course, the most popular business of this "bank" itself is also the purchase of cute little affordable items. Dad is the kids’ travel agent.

This travel agency will arrange the most perfect and suitable trip for children. This travel agency does not have many "regulations" like other travel agencies. This travel agency is free and can meet any needs of tourists.

This travel agency has organized two unique sightseeing tours. The first time was to Kaohsiung to see Chengcheng Lake and Chunqiu Pavilion, then to Kenting Park, and finally to Eluanbi to see the lighthouse.

The most important sightseeing request made by the two young tourists, the eldest and the second, was to eat ice cream at the catering department of Kaohsiung Da Hsin Company - it is no different from the ice cream in Taipei. ice cream. The second time was to go swimming on the beach at Fulong Beach.

The most important "tourism item" proposed by the three young visitors, the eldest, the second, and the third, is a picnic on the beach at noon, which must be a braised chicken drumstick for each person - —Exactly the same as what we eat at home. Dad is the kids' law firm.

This law firm has the trust of three parties who often have small disputes. If any two of the three parties have a small dispute, they will entrust the same reliable lawyer to litigate the case for them.

Therefore, the biggest business of this law firm is not litigation, but mediation. Mediation is different from adjudicating a case. Mediation is nothing more than an art.

This law firm always prepares a cute little book, one or two sweet candies, a glass of iced honey water to eliminate anger, one or two jokes, and a short and interesting story. Or “the gentle comfort of a father.” The most complicated settlement this law firm has ever handled was that the boss was dissatisfied with the second child, the second child was dissatisfied with the third child, and the third child was dissatisfied with the boss.

That day was the busiest day for this law firm. Sometimes I feel that the best answer to "what is a father?" is to use a metaphor from the perspective of human relations.

These metaphors will make it much easier for the listeners to understand. For example, a father is a friend of his children.

Doesn’t a person who goes out for a walk with his children look like a friend? Play checkers with your kids, play cards with your kids.