I have always believed that buses are the heart of urban transportation systems. It has witnessed the development of a city and met the most basic travel needs of residents of large and small cities. However, living in these rapidly changing times, I perceive that our buses are quietly "going bad". Its existence and changes inadvertently reflect the prosperity and shortcomings of our society, as well as our convenience or trouble.
We should look up to the buses that are crowded with the elderly, and feel the troubles of the young people who are crowded to find a seat. It was a wordless contest and a helpless battle. Let's think about why we need to give up our seats to the old people who, like savages, hang around the bus all day long for the purpose of filling up their time? Why? The old people of Mata Hari enjoy the favor of the singles of the audience? And see how they scold the young people who refuse to give up their seats! What a farce this is!
And the bus drivers who treated us so badly, what did you do to us this way? When we paid the fare, you just sat in the driver's seat with impatience written all over your face? Why did you become our enemies when you were our mentors and our guides? How did you become like this?
Then look at the buses that are forever going round and round. It's like a never-ending spinning top, spinning endlessly, shaking us to the ground. And road repairs in those cities always start when we need them most, making it more difficult for us to get around. Those delayed buses, like scuds, soared into the sky and were never seen again.
And those deadly cheap shared bicycles and shared electric vehicles, how did you evolve? Your monthly and annual cards, 10 yuan a month, is it too easy? Stop and go, don't you have to worry about traffic jams, isn't it too convenient? Are you really just born for the convenience of our public? Are you really our gospel?
In my opinion, the culprits of the "bad taste" of buses are manifold. The position of our buses in urban transportation has long been replaced by the so-called modern means of transport. But it's important to know that the problems behind it go far beyond traffic jams, deteriorating service quality, over-appropriation of resources by the elderly, and the onslaught of new forms of transportation.
Those innocent netizens called for the cancellation of the free bus card for the elderly, which could greatly ease the traffic pressure. But how do they know that the elderly, who need more care and care than we do? They call for free rides for the elderly, and who knows how the old people spend their whole day?
We sat on the bus, immersed in the memories of the past, but there was no going back. We can't resist the waves of change, and we can't really adapt to the impact of those new things. We could only sit there quietly, waiting for the next bus to arrive, hoping to find that original warmth on the next trip. We may be disappointed, but we get lost on the bus. In this corner of the bus, we found the traces of time, the changes of life, and our helplessness and sorrow.