Thought in Rush Hour
Every Monday morning, I have to get up earlier, and go to school in rush hour. Of course, if I want to get rid of such embarrassing moment, I could return to school at Sunday evening, however, in four Mondays of this semester I preferred the inconvenient way. I really hated squeezing myself into a crowded bus, yet that’s a side of life. It shows a real society, a place with many ordinary people. No matter you are young or old, fat or slim, the people in rush hour would like busy bees, and no one will treat you as a human-being, because there is no space in bus could show your gentleman. The one want to get on a crowded bus will do what’s possible. The only hope is get on a bus, arrive at the place they what to on time.
After many bus-stops I finally had a seat. Watch the buses and cars outside, I though a lot. Every bus can load more than 20 people, yet most of the cars or taxis just have one person or two, but two cars or taxi will take a bus area on roads. Maybe cars make plenty people convenient, however, it also waste of source of road in rush hour at the same time. I really appreciate "no car day" (2007-09-22) in some cities of China.
I’m not a kind-heart man; whenever I see old people on bus I will automatically feel hostility. Why they choose this time to go somewhere which is not necessary at all (It’s not necessary to me, but in their sides, it’s very important.)? They just know make more troubles in messy time. Old people have their ways of life, we young people have to work or study, and they should also have their freedom to enrich their rest of life. I admit that I was wrong.
