漫漫人生路,我们会一次次遇见不同的人。那次遇见他,我至今仍铭记在心。严冬的一个清晨,北风在大地上呼啸肆虐,一片片飞雪扑打在我的衣服上。我裹着厚厚的棉袄,手捂着通红的脸蛋,坐在公交站的长椅上,发着抖,静候着公交车。终于,我等的那辆公交车挤出车海,停在了车站。我一上车就感觉一股暖气扑面而来,真暖和!车上已经没有空座位了,我跟着 Long life, we will meet different people again and again. That met him that time, I still keep in mind. One winter morning, the north wind roared on the ground raging, a piece of snow flutter on my clothes. I was wrapped in thick cotton jacket, hand holding his red face, sitting on the bus station benches, shaking, waiting in the bus. Finally, the bus I was waiting for was out of the car and stopped at the station. I feel warm on the train blowing, really warm! There is no empty seats on the car, and I followed