The morning rush hour of the Beijing subway has been sitting for a long time, and when the door opens, the first reaction is not to immediately look for an empty seat, but to run to the side that does not open the door at the next few stations with lightning speed. Recently, everyone has gone home for the Spring Festival, so much so that the subway has become empty, and it seems that only the aborigines of Beijing are left.
After the boxers left for a short time, everyone seemed to have really realized taking the subway and bus. However, such a quiet environment is like a sleeping city against the backdrop of high-rise buildings, even if the money bags on the trees and the lanterns on the side of the road are constantly brushing the sense of existence. At noon that day, I was the only one on the bus, and the driver was humming quietly; That night, in the subway, there was a person in a carriage, and everyone was playing with their mobile phones with their heads down.
A few days ago, the subway was still crowded, so much so that every day people quarreled and even started their hands, nothing more than stepping on his feet, squeezing her, etc., and no one would be humble.
Once you put down your phone and look ahead, grandmothers, grandfathers, and children will come over, and sometimes they just want to find a place to stand, but they don't know the torment of being a person with a position. Let's go, I'm tired too; Don't let it, a pair of eyes are watching. There are always some people** who sent it to Xiaohongshu and began to call on netizens to condemn, so they ignored the truth of the matter and started selling goods after attracting traffic, otherwise they would stand on the moral high ground and praise themselves, as if he was a good person. Of course, I hate people who come into the carriage with their children unhurriedly, and when they come in, they shout loudly about which young man can give him a seat, and sometimes even pull the young man in his sleep until he stands up. One day a mother was standing next to me with her teenage child, and the child would step on my feet and kick my pants at the same time, like a drunk person, who had not stood normally, humming.
I was also standing, and there were so many people that day, and there was nowhere to move, so I glanced at his mother and motioned for her to take care of your precious son. The mother seemed to be proud, and after a while she kissed the child, and the mother and son kissed each other... With a pop, I quickly wiped my pants and then took out my phone and flipped through it randomly, I really didn't want to look at it. I'm really tired of those people who show affection on the subway and show family harmony, isn't it good for you to go home and kiss again? Is this time coming? After a while, the boy squatted down and looked directly at a girl sitting in front of him, holding his chin with both hands, he didn't think he was cute, right? The girl stood up and squeezed to the side of the door, without a trace of hesitation in the middle, and did not look back, she left with a frown, but did not get off immediately, but stood for several stops before walking out quickly, presumably because of her speed to grab a seat! The mother and son, who had empty seats, staged a touching plot again, and the mother said: Xiaobao sit; The child said, "Mom sit, and this conversation was repeated three or four times until the people around them gave them more space, and turned their backs to them with a blank face. The child sat there, and then the mother detained him in earwax. I was thinking: maybe it's not the kids that we hate, it's the way parents educate their children, so why should everyone spoil your kids? How are we not someone else's children? When all initiative turns into change, only reluctance and secret complaining are hidden.
At the wine table, people always like to brag, whether it is parents or children, exaggerating themselves seems to become his capital to show off; On the subway or bus, people always like to pretend to be weak, eager to exchange their aggrieved expressions for everyone's sympathy.