Winter Street Scene (Composition)

Six o'clock in the winter afternoon is not too late. But it was dusk outside, and the lights were on, making it look like a night.

The middle-aged man who was half sitting and half kneeling on the ground singing with a stereo and microphone yesterday appeared again downstairs. That sad melody, that hoarse voice, Wu Zhen added a lot of chill to people. Most of the pedestrians passing by passed by in a hurry, and no one stopped to listen carefully. Maybe, that man doesn't need to listen at all, what he needs is money. Because only if someone throws some money into his broken bowl, his eyes will shine, and he will say thank you politely. However, his luck today did not seem to be as good as yesterday, because he only stayed for a while before someone came up to scold him. The man mercilessly said that he had seen him several times in different places and also helped him. I have passed him several times, but in fact he is a man with a healthy family and a healthy body. He is just crying and complaining like this just to deceive the sympathy of others. After his identity was exposed, the trick naturally couldn't be continued, so he had no choice but to pack up his clothes and leave happily. However, sitting on the ground in such a weather, the biting cold wind did not make his nose runny from the cold. This shows that he is really thick-skinned.

On the other side of the street was a woman about forty years old selling rice crackers. The rice crackers made by the woman were yellow, steaming, sweet and delicious. It was the peak period after work and school, and there were many people visiting her stall, but she still sold to customers at the old price. If they were old people or children buying, she might add one or two more for the same price. . In fact, it is not easy for her. She is an authentic rural woman. Because she does not have much property, she has to do a small business. Her stall is mobile. If she bumps into the urban management, she has to flee. She has to go to many places a day to sell, but no matter when, she treats customers with a smile and a calm look. She seems to have no regrets at all. Don't worry about the hardships of life.

The girl in front of me who was wearing scantily clad clothes and dressed fashionably stopped for some reason. When I got closer, I saw that he was exchanging words on the phone. Maybe it was her mother who called her, because I clearly heard her shouting loudly: "I just don't wear a cotton-padded jacket, I just want to look ugly, and I don't care if I freeze to death!" Poor parents in the world! Heart! She still doesn't understand how to cherish and repay her mother's kindness and love, and she doesn't think about what her mother's state of mind will be like at this moment. What she cares about is her appearance and her own image. She never thought that her rebellion and yelling would bring frozen sadness to her mother. Maybe only when the girl becomes a mother herself, and when her children talk to her in this way, she will probably not be so impulsive, arrogant and proud? !

Some people say that winter is a depressing season. There is no splendor, color, or fruitfulness. Winter is mostly gloomy, like a piece of cotton that cannot be unfolded or pulled flat. But through the surging crowds and the lights of thousands of houses, I feel that people should still be strong and optimistic, cherish the present, and live well.

Although we cannot stop the weather of winter, we can build a greenhouse in our hearts, grow some fruits and vegetables for ourselves, and raise some flowers, insects, fish and birds. As long as our hearts are rich, we can feel the warmth and warmth.