I can still remember that day when it happened. I was on a slow and bumpy bus. Suddenly an old man came on. He stood beside the fare box trying so hard to find the coins in his pockets but he couldn't. I guessed he hadn't brought any money so he became so anxious. People on the bus were getting impatient. The driver couldn't start driving for fear that the old man would fall. So the driver was just urging him. Then whispers and talks started. It looked like he had no choice and he was ready to get off. Just then, a woman standing in the back walked to the old man and stopped him and paid his fare. He looked at her gratefully and said :"Thank you, young lady!" "My pleasure!" said the young lady. The noise and complaints stopped immediately and it became very quiet. I was so touched and I stood up from my seat and gave it to him. He said thanks over and over again. Then the bus kept going on a plain road. Zhang Zhilong
犹记那天我坐在公交车上，慢慢颠簸着，突然车停了一位老人上了车。他站在车门口，摸索着口袋，许久未找到零钱。车上人很着急，他也很着急。因为司机怕他摔倒，不敢开车，只是催促他。车厢有些乱了，人门三两交谈着，议论之声此起彼伏。老人无奈了，准备下车。突然过道上响起一阵脚步声，一位站在后排的妇女急促走上前，拉住了老人，什么话也没有说，从包里掏出卡给老人刷了。老人感激的看着他，说：“谢谢你，姑娘。”“不谢，”姑娘说。车上喧嚣浮躁之气顿时消失，再也没有人言语，我很受感动，蹭地站了起来，“老人家你坐吧。”他慢慢走过来，一遍遍说着谢谢。接着车开上了平坦的大道。张志龙