第1个回答 2016-01-14
I was sitting proudly, looking out of the window of the spring, when the beauty of an old woman on the train, and towards me coming here. I thought: to the father of the units have a lot of stations, so that after the seat, in the crowd crowded, then how tired ah. In the end so that you do not let? As I shilly-shally, a young man stood up, the grandmother said: "old man, you sit here". Then, he helped the old woman to sit carefully, and he has been on the seat, one hand hold the arm support, forced to resist the crowded space. I saw grandma have a seat, my heart what also didn't want to continue to enjoy the scenery outside the car.And after several sites, but only from the front door of the people, but not to get off from the back door of the car, the car is more crowded. I saw the young man was packed sweating, gradually back bent up and stood very difficult. Very not easy to stop, get off a lot of people, I and the guy is also ready to get off. You push me away towards the door to squeeze. Suddenly, I do not know who the boy hit his leg for a while, the young man "Ouch!" screamed loudly and bite a tooth, his face exposed the facial expressions of pain, clutching his leg got out of the car. I thought it was very strange: hit it can hurt like this? I got off the bus with a question. See the boy sitting on the roadside, rolled up trouser legs, see the wound. Ah?! It was a wounded leg, wrapped tightly around the knees of the leg, he was injured!I stood there, look at the red scarf dumb as a wooden chicken, and feel hot. I thought: I am a young pioneers, I have a red scarf? I'm so ashamed to be with that young man.This matter has been printed in my mind, always remind me: the courage to make a willing to help others, to help others, to be more happy!