Narration on the bus

I believe that everyone will inevitably come into contact with or use the composition, especially the narrative of great significance in the composition. Narrative is a stylistic form that expresses a certain center by describing people, time, objects and scenery. So what does a good narrative look like? The following is my collection of bus narratives, for reference only, welcome to read.

Narration 1 On the bus-"As the bus blared, the people at the station immediately huddled together and ran to the bus. I accompanied the crowd on the bus and found a seat first. I sat comfortably in my seat, blowing the wind and looking at the scenery outside the window. The green trees waved to me, the pink flowers stirred their graceful figures with the breeze, and the continuous drizzle moistened my heart. ...

"Di ─" The car stopped and there was another stream of people. "How many people!" I'm a little dissatisfied. I suddenly feel unhappy because of parking. Suddenly, I saw a boy my age get on the bus. He walked straight towards me and finally chose a place and stood in front of me. The bus started to start, perhaps because the boy didn't stand firm. The boy stumbled and leaned back. If there is not a board behind him, he will fall heavily. After a bumpy ride, I soon fell asleep. When I woke up, I found the boy still standing in front of me. Soon, the middle-aged man sitting on my right got off the bus. The boy seized the opportunity and finally grabbed the seat. At this time, an old man in rags staggered on the bus. With the start of the bus, the old man's pace is a little unsteady, and his thin body is shaking. I was hesitant to give him my seat, but I didn't expect the boy to come forward and give his hard-earned seat to an old man I didn't know. I suddenly feel that this boy is so tall, and his figure has been lingering in my mind. Perhaps the feelings between people are in the nuances, and every responsibility is passed on in your heart and mine.

The rain stopped, the windows were clear, and the figures of the old man and the boy gradually blurred in my sight, accompanied by the unforgettable bus ringing.

Narration on the bus 2 In the blue night sky, the moon is also flashing, and the stars in the sky are also flashing. Under this beautiful starry sky, my grandmother and I sat on the last bus.

At that time, there were few people in the car, so my grandmother and I got on the car. It suddenly began to rain cats and dogs. Fortunately, we all brought umbrellas. At this moment in the car, everyone's mood is very calm, there is no sound inside the car, only the sound of raindrops coming from outside the car can be heard. There are also lightning in the night sky, making a "rumbling" sound. Grandma rummaged through her purse and found only three dollars. What if there is a dollar missing? We were lost in thought and thought for a while. I soon found some grandmothers and grandfathers. They didn't bring any change, because my grandmother and I took a mid-to high-end bus and were taller than the free ticket, so we needed a full four dollars.

There was only one young aunt left at that time. In my opinion, young people may generally not bring change, and they may all sweep it with their mobile phones or pay with Alipay. So my grandmother and I discussed getting off and taking a taxi home.

Maybe you will think that we really took a taxi home. But things are not as simple as you think. Maybe God didn't want the ending of this matter to be so disappointing, so he asked my aunt to give us a dollar. What happened at that time was actually like this:

Grandma and I were about to get off the bus when the aunt seemed to know our worries and came over: "Little friend, do you and grandma need another dollar?" I just have it! " "Grandma and I thought it was very strange, so we said," We don't know you, so we can't accept it. "My aunt whispered a word to me:" I hope you can pass on this positive energy. " After that, she got off the bus, because it was for me, so grandma didn't know. Finally, my grandmother and I went home by bus.

I hope that after I finish this story, everyone can pass on this positive energy.

Narration 3 On the bus, people all over the world have their own characteristics, such as selfishness, helping others, giving up others ... Some people pass by you, some people have short contact with you, and some people have long-term contact with you. They may leave you with different memories. Today I want to introduce an interesting stranger, who left a deep impression on me.

One day, I went to class by bus. After one stop, I saw a young man get on the bus in The Journey to the West with Ben. It happened that the bus was heading west. This young man probably wants to experience the feeling of "Journey to the West"!

The bus started, and he sat in the rickety carriage, watching The Journey to the West with relish. His eyes are bright, like the Monkey King in Journey to the West. He has a pair of critical eyes and can see monsters.

At this moment, a young man leaned over and watched with him. He didn't seem to like people coming near, so he moved aside. The young man didn't agree, so he followed. But as soon as I sat there, I found the bus arrived at the station and got off reluctantly.

The young man breathed a sigh of relief and began to read with great interest. His expression suddenly became tense. I guess he saw the "Monkey King Thrice Defeats the Skeleton Demon" part. He couldn't help saying to himself, "Master, you have to believe Wukong, that woman is a monster!" " "

Suddenly, he got angry again, slapped the page hard and cursed: "This stupid master actually drove the Monkey King away, and he really asked for it." He looked up and found a car full of people looking at him. He smiled shyly, shut up and buried himself in his book.

After a while, he smiled again: "Ha! Ha! Hon Hai was so funny that he was tied to a tree and finally sat on a lotus flower and was stabbed. " At this time, the passengers stared at him again, and he quickly covered his mouth with his hand in fear.

At this time, Anhui University of Technology arrived on the bus. Hearing this, he shouted, "Ah, I have missed two stops!" " He quickly got off the bus and ran to the opposite side to take the return train. It seems that he has started his "trip to the East" again. I hope he won't miss his stop again this time.

It's been two years, but I still remember this passenger who loves reading.

Narration 4 On the bus this morning, I took bus No.230 to make up lessons. Once you get on the bus, there are too many people. It is really crowded. As soon as my classmates and I got on the bus, we got into the back row like mice, because according to our previous experience of taking buses, the back row was not crowded and we could still sit in our seats.

Later, as we expected, we arrived at the position three stops ago. However, contrary to the past, this is a passenger with a child in her arms. A few minutes after the passengers came up, the people in the car were still indifferent. Look, how cute that child is! I don't think I should be three years old. Suddenly, my heart was inexplicably cold. Then I gave my position to that aunt. I don't know why I did this, perhaps because the cuteness of children touched me; Probably because I don't like the way people in the car do it; Maybe because I care about my heart.

Everyone has selfishness, and there is no one who doesn't think of himself. Aren't those people on the bus an example? I think we should all learn to put ourselves in other's shoes and think from another angle. For example, what would you think if you took a bus with a child in your arms and no one gave you your seat?

Students, let's all learn to care about each other!

The little girl sobbed silently on the bus. She cried quietly. She is carrying a big red schoolbag, with her head down and her back to me.

Her grades are not very good. In the time when the teacher left her homework, she seemed to have only finished two topics. All the other students finished their homework early and went home happily. She was the only one, dealing with that pile of annoying numbers and sentences under the impatient gaze of the teacher, and her hands were all sweaty.

I can imagine the scene at that time: the teacher looked at his watch impatiently: can you hurry up? I have to go home if you don't want to! Girls don't want to delay the teacher's time to go home, but the more urgent the topic, the less they will do it. My mother, who was waiting at the school gate, was finally anxious and went to the classroom to find her. When I saw the teacher, I greeted her with a smile, but the teacher was cold and indifferent: come on, and then watch her finish her homework and put it on the podium. Really, every time I drag my feet, I can't do anything, and I don't know if I can deliver it right away. My mother's heart ached, but she still smiled: OK, OK, I watched her write. I'm really sorry, teacher. This child bothers you. The teacher slammed the door and left. The mother froze for a few seconds, then slowly turned around and looked at her flushed daughter, which made her feel distressed. Sit next to your daughter, help her finish the problem bit by bit, then pack up your books and homework and go home together. However, this girl seems to have met something unhappy today: a girl she likes doesn't want to sit with her. Some children are also very good, and no one wants to play with her because of poor grades. Achievements and teachers' indifference made her have no friends, made her feel inferior, and made her young mind suffer things she shouldn't have suffered too early.

I stood behind her, her little body was warm, and her round red face was so cute, but she was sobbing and crying so quietly, which should not belong to a child of her age. I can feel her inner pain, a kind of depressed pain that comes from the deep heart and occupies her whole little heart. Such a small child, such a sensitive and delicate heart, why did she go through this? The girl's mother picked up her heavy schoolbag and carried it on her back. She slowly wiped her tears and gently fanned her. Her mother spoke softly and asked her in a low voice if she wanted to drink milk. The girl shook her head. What a happy mother and daughter this should be, but I really hope they can be happy!

I don't know how to help the mother and daughter. I am a normal student. They taught me a lesson: as a teacher, you must be worthy of this profession, really like this profession, and really like children. As a teacher, we should have a kind and sensitive heart and have enough patience to observe the inner world of children. As a teacher, you should know that every little move you make may have a great impact on your children. Your eyes and words may become a turning point in your child's life. Never ignore a child's feelings and self-esteem, because a child's heart is the most sensitive and delicate, so accordingly, you must and have the obligation to preserve the innocence and beauty of that heart. Childhood memories may accompany them all their lives, so please give them a good memory.

Narrator 6 On the way to grandma's house, the bus was surprisingly crowded.

I am standing on the bus, and there is a little girl standing in front of me. This little girl is only seven or eight years old at most! She is playing there, facing a beautiful woman sitting in the seat. The bus has been driving for more than ten minutes before the beauty holds the little girl in her arms. I'm thinking: although this beautiful woman is beautiful in appearance, she is not beautiful at all in her heart. How did the little girl become a mother after waiting for the bus to drive for more than ten minutes to pick her up? Before the little girl was picked up, two women seemed to come from other places, with their backs to her. They are talking with a laundry list on their backs, as if they don't know the existence of the little girl behind them. Mom. The little girl gave a cry. I thought that beautiful woman would respond to her, but I didn't expect the woman with her back to the little girl to turn around with a laundry list and tell the little girl that her mother was there. I could see clearly behind my back, and I was very confused at that time. Shouldn't that beauty answer? How should a woman with her back to the little girl respond? I realized that the beautiful woman didn't know the little girl, but held her in my arms; And that foreign women is the little girl's mother, no matter whether her legs are sore or not.

I know I defiled and despised that beautiful woman. Comparing these two women, I found that the beautiful woman is not only beautiful in person, but also beautiful in heart. And that foreign women is not only ugly in appearance, but also ugly in heart, and he only cares about himself regardless of others.

Narration 7 On the bus in the early morning, I took the 14 bus to school and finally got on the bus. The bus is like a big canned fish, and it is packed.

After a stop, several people finally got off the bus, and the car was a little loose. Who knows, a blind man on crutches went to the front door. At this moment, I thought: this time, he is miserable. I find it difficult to stand with so many people, and it is even harder for him to stand as a blind man. While I was thinking about it, I didn't expect several passengers sitting in front of the car to stand up in unison. Two of them reached out at the same time and tried to help the blind man to his seat. The blind man kept saying, "Thank you! Thank you! " Everyone else in the car gave a respectful look to the passengers who stood up and offered their seats.

At this time, I saw the picturesque scenery outside the window, and then I looked at the respected young people. I think they are more beautiful than the scenery outside the window!

Early in the morning, I took the 14 bus to school and finally got on the bus. It's like a big canned fish, packed.

After a stop, several people finally got off the bus, and the car was a little loose. Who knows, a blind man on crutches went to the front door. At this moment, I thought: this time, he is miserable. I find it difficult to stand with so many people, and it is even harder for him to stand as a blind man. While I was thinking about it, I didn't expect several passengers sitting in front of the car to stand up in unison. Two of them reached out at the same time and tried to help the blind man to his seat. The blind man kept saying, "Thank you! Thank you! " Everyone else in the car gave a respectful look to the passengers who stood up and offered their seats.

At this time, I saw the picturesque scenery outside the window, and then I looked at the respected young people. I think they are more beautiful than the scenery outside the window!

When I got to school, I was still reminiscing about the warm scene in the car, thinking: helping others, bringing convenience to others, but also being happy. Now this kind of good thing has been happening, and it is getting better and better. I believe that if everyone in the world has a valuable love, then our world will be better!

Description on the bus It's 80,000 miles clear in Wan Li. On a spring day, my sister and I are going to have a good time in the city. Everything is ready.

We got on a bus with few people and talked and laughed all the way. Slowly, more and more people got on the bus, and we were uncomfortable sitting in our seats. The bus is crowded and the corner is full of people's smell. At this moment, an old woman came over on crutches and squeezed beside my seat. I am very entangled in my heart: "Do you want to give your seat to your grandmother? Let it go, standing is really tired; Don't let me, I find it a little difficult again. What should I do? " At this time, a little angel in white with a halo on his back and a little devil in black with a black ring and bat wings on his back appeared in front of my eyes. The little angel said to me, "Give up your seat, grandma is very tired standing ..." "That won't do, it's still early to get off. Standing is a losing business. " The little devil interrupted the little angel and said. The little angel thought for a moment and said, "why is standing equal to doing business at a loss?" Although it is only a trivial matter to give up your seat, you should give up your seat as a three-good student, not to mention that the other party is an old lady. " "Nothing, nothing, just behave well in front of the teacher. Anyway, no one is checking you in the car. " The little devil said dismissively that the little angel was very angry with the little devil's words and shouted, "Even if you are not at school, be prepared to help others!" " Otherwise, how can I live up to that red scarf around my neck? The two elves are neck and neck, and I can't make a decision.

While I was hesitating, my sister sitting next to me stood up and said to her grandmother, "Grandma, sit down." Grandma listened, looked at her sister and said with a smile, "No, little girl, have a seat." Grandma refused again and again, but my sister was stubborn, just "pressing" her grandmother on the seat and boasting that her sister was a good child.

Narration 9 "Tick-tock ……" On the bus, the second hand under the watchcase kept walking, and time passed by. The passengers on the bus looked unhappy and frowned. They look at the time from time to time and complain in a low voice. ...

A few minutes ago, a childish boy stared blankly at the bus in front of him, but there were no adults around. 1 of "cheep-",the door opened and many people flocked to it, out of order. The little boy looked around anxiously, as if waiting for someone. At this time, he was empty. Just before the door closed, the bus driver noticed the little boy, looked sideways and asked, "Do you want to take a bus, son?" The little boy gritted his teeth and got on the bus quickly. He stood in the aisle, with his head down, his hands clutching his skirt, and his mouth half open to say something. Finally, he said uneasily, "Uncle … Uncle, can you wait for my mother?" ? She ... she will be here soon. "The bus driver glanced at the passengers on the bus, and when he saw no objection, he nodded in agreement.

A minute passed and the child's mother came late. As a result, complaints are endless. "Are you kidding me? How long will it take? " A middle-aged woman shouted at the top of her lungs. As the voice did not fall, another voice sounded: "The child is not sensible, but the child's mother actually left the child alone and didn't know where to go. Let the whole car wait for her, is she still interested? " A man in a suit and a briefcase echoed, "Driver, why don't you wait?" What a waste of time! "The harsh voice floated into the little boy's ear word for word. He lowered his head even lower, and two blushes appeared on his white cheeks. At this moment, a man stood up. The man reached out and patted the little boy on the shoulder. "Kid, don't be nervous. Xxx, mom should be here soon. Sit down and wait with your aunt, will you? "The little boy looked up at her, just to meet her gentle eyes. There is a smile in her eyes, as if the warm spring breeze had brushed the little boy's face, and her beautiful eyes seemed to be dotted with diamonds. The little boy replied, "thank you, aunt!" ""Then follow her to an empty seat and sit down.

After a while, the thin figure of the little boy's mother floated from a distance, and she helped an old man who was over 500 to get on the bus slowly. The little boy stood up from his seat in surprise and shouted, "Mom!" " "Mother smiled at him and helped the old man sit down. The old man gratefully said to her, "Thank you, young man! My legs and feet are inconvenient Thanks to your help to get me here, otherwise my old arms and legs would not have caught the bus. " "You're welcome, old man! "The car started slowly, and the sun shone quietly through the window, shining on the side face of the child's mother, as if covered with a layer of golden gauze." Cheep-"The bus arrived, and the boy and his mother got off with the little boy's men. The little boy suddenly turned around and waved to the gentle aunt just now. "Thank you aunt! "

Goodwill, silently transmitted in every corner of the earth.

10 midsummer, the scorching sun is in the sky. I'm waiting for the bus at platform 2 1.

For a long time, the bus came slowly. As soon as the door opened, the driver shouted, "Don't crowd the passengers on the bus. Please let the old man get on first. Thank you for your cooperation!" .

When I got on the bus, I found that I didn't bring any change. I have 20 yuan's paper money, and I don't know what to do. I'm really afraid of the driver's loud voice, and I'm worried that he will kick me out of the car.

Unexpectedly, the driver's uncle is very kind: "You put the money in first, and I'll help you get the change."

I began to look at this uncle, only to see that his face and neck were red, his sweat kept flowing, and he was still wearing a pair of white gloves. At every stop, my uncle greeted the passengers on the bus and asked them to give me change.

I don't know why, every time I hear my uncle say these same things, I have a strange feeling in my heart. My heart is warm, as if it were hotter than the air in this car.

The bus arrived at the medical university, and a pregnant woman got on. Before anyone could speak, I quickly stood up and offered my seat. Uncle driver smiled at me. Since then, I have been standing behind my uncle, and we have some short conversations from time to time. I don't know when it started, but I suddenly got another strange feeling in my heart: I'm not like an ordinary passenger, but more like a driver's assistant.

Really, really wonderful-at every stop, I collect change from passengers like a ticket collector; Whenever I meet some old people who are moving things or are weak, I will take the initiative to help ... I gradually realize a kind of happiness and happiness that I have never had before.

I want to get off at two stops. I've got enough 19 yuan change. At this moment, a little boy suddenly ran into the car. He felt as if there was no money in his pocket. The little boy timidly told the driver that before his uncle answered, I took out a dollar and put it in the cash box for the little boy.

This is really a small matter, but the little boy has been thanking me, the driver's uncle gave me a thumbs-up sign, and even the passengers full of cars gave me a favorable look. ...

On the way home, I walked lightly and walked faster and faster. A feeling of gratitude suddenly rose in my heart. The loud driver uncle set an example and taught me how to care about others.

What is more gratifying is that I actually realized that the more I give to others, the happier I will be.

Ah! What a precious harvest this is.

Narration on the bus 1 1 In the warm world, there are many real feelings, such as the feelings of brothers, parents, family members, grandparents, teachers, neighbors, friendship, classmates ... Among the true feelings in the world, they can be people who help you when you are in trouble, or others who help you when you are in trouble.

On a cloudy Monday afternoon, many people are taking the bus. After a while, I tried my best to get on the bus. In the crowded crowd, I saw a seat through an ant-sized gap, so I squeezed through the crowd at the speed of the wind and sat down on the seat. Hardly had the car started when it began to rain cats and dogs and hail. The bus staggered in the heavy rain. After one stop, a white-haired, hunchbacked grandmother got on the bus with crutches and reading glasses. There are so many people in the car that even an ant can't climb in. When I saw the old woman passing by, I opened the window a little, then looked out and said casually to the window, "It's really stuffy and hot in the car!" " "When the old woman walked by me, she had a strange smell, which made people feel sick. I silently said to myself: the car is boring enough, and now, there is a strange smell, which is really disgusting and really unbearable. So, I opened the window wide. I looked back at the old woman and found that everyone next to me covered her nose with their hands and looked at her with those bad eyes. After a while, an uncle of medium height dragged his chair and stood up slowly, then smiled and said to the old woman, "Grandpa, sit down!" " "Grandma sat in her seat with a big smile on her wrinkled face, and the wrinkles on her face suddenly relaxed! When I was about to get off, I found that uncle was getting off, too. The uncle got off the bus carefully step by step, and I thought to myself, This uncle is really strange. When getting off the bus, he must hold the seat step by step. Hehe, it's really funny! After getting off the bus, I found out that this uncle was a disabled patient with a lame leg, and his back limped into the rainy world.

We should learn to be humble, help each other, care for those in need, and give and pay. As Ke Yuan said: Happiness lies not in gaining, but in giving. Dedication enriches the soul. For another example, Ba Jin said: The meaning of life lies in giving, not in accepting, nor in working hard.

Narration on the bus 12 One summer morning, I took a prepared birthday present and got on the bus to my classmate's house.

On the bus, I couldn't help whistling, looking at the drifting scenery outside the window and forgetting all my troubles.

Suddenly, a woman came from under the bus. She was short and slightly thin, wearing a dark blue coat, gray wrinkled trousers and muddy liberation shoes. Looks like a rural woman.