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轻轻打开记忆的匣子,里面收存着许多精彩的镜头。那是雨中 的公交车上…… 傍晚,雨“哗啦啦”地下着,公交车站挤满了男女老少。马路上,出 租车一辆辆在雨中疾驶。过了好一会儿,一辆8路公交车开来了,我和 人们一样费了九牛二虎之力才挤上了车。车厢里光线很暗,大家簇拥 在一起,不经意间彼此的脚就踩到了。忽然,我身后传来一个响亮的 声音:“老大爷,您坐我这个位置吧!”许多乘客的日光都转向那位说 话的叔叔,只见一位老大爷拄着拐杖,挤到那位叔叔面前,握住他的 手说:“谢谢你……”虽然我看见的只是那位叔叔模糊的侧影,但他却
Gently open the memory box, which contains many wonderful shots. That is the bus in the rain ... In the evening, the rain “crashed” underground, bus station packed with men and women. On the road, taxi A car races in the rain. After a while, an eight-way bus came in, and I just spent the same amount of money on the bus as people. Car light is very dark, everyone surrounded, inadvertently stepped on each other's feet. Suddenly, a loud voice came behind me: “Grandpa, you sit in my position!” Many passengers of the daylight turned to the talking uncle, I saw an elder on crutches, squeezed to the uncle In front of him, holding his hand and saying “Thank you ...” Although I saw only the fuzzy silhouette of Uncle,