dancer on the knife

On March 2003, 3, as usual, I got up early.The school is nearly an hour's drive away from the urban area, and the Wuxing special line runs every half an hour, but it takes a lot of time to stop and go.So in the morning, it is a common thing for our graduates to take the school bus to the city to pick up the teacher and go to work.After buying two meat rolls in the cafeteria, I hurriedly took the school bus with my briefcase to go to work in the city.For a period of time, because of poor schoolwork and not much improvement in work, the whole person was in a very depressed state.Thinking about this, I was idly looking at everything outside the window, wondering if I would have good luck today and meet a customer who paid the bill.

After reporting to work at the unit, change to take bus No. 9 from Wujialing to the train station and go to the market.There are too many people at the bus stop, and everyone stretches their necks like a giraffe looking at the direction of the bus.Some were reading newspapers, some were looking at mobile phones, some were chatting in twos and threes, and I was just like a sculpture, seemingly thinking, but actually not thinking about anything, just in a daze.When the bus came, the bus stop became a mess, and I ran to the front door along with the crowd.When I was about to get in the car, I felt a person running from a distance at a speed of 3 meters and hit me heavily.After getting in the car, I found that there were many people standing behind the carriage, so I had to stay in the front half of the carriage.Thinking about making a phone call, he habitually reached for the phone case on his belt, only to find that the phone was missing.In order to confirm whether it was really lost, I searched the whole body again, but I had to face the reality that it was lost.When I was at the station just now, I checked the time, and I was sure that the phone was lost in the car.The money for the mobile phone was given to me by my mother behind my father's back, because I have already spent a lot of money on studying, and my father is not very supportive of me buying a mobile phone as soon as I graduate.It has only been 6 days since I bought a mobile phone on March 20.And after the mobile phone is dropped, it is not very convenient to do business.At that time, I still firmly believed that the thief was in the car, so I roared in a thunderous voice in the car: Whoever stole my mobile phone, hand it over quickly.All the people in the car looked at me, but I was not shy, but more angry.Those who look at me with sympathy, some who don't care, and some who are insensitive.I entrusted someone to call the number with a mobile phone, but no one agreed to me.So, I asked a few suspicious people to check, but they refused, and I insisted on checking with a livid face, but I didn't find anything after checking.So the second investigation started again, maybe some people couldn’t stand this kind of interrogation, they heard voices coming from the back of the car, the people who got out of the car just now should be the ones who stole your mobile phone, maybe you hurry back can still be found.So I asked the driver to stop immediately, but the driver refused to open the door because he hadn’t arrived at the stop, so he had no choice but to wait until the next stop and get off immediately, and ran back, only to find that the person who hit me had long since disappeared.In less than 10 minutes, I lost my first mobile phone in my life.Although it is only a Siemens mobile phone, the price is only more than 4 yuan, but it is equivalent to [-] months of living expenses. When I think of the mobile phone that my mother saved and supported me, it disappeared like this, and I am full of regret. Helplessness, grief, guilt.

The phone is lost, and the work has to continue.So, I took the No. 9 bus to the train station to continue the street-sweeping sales.There were not as many people on this bus as the previous one, and I was lucky enough to find a seat.The car kept going, and I was in a bad mood thinking about things.Cars need to cross a railroad track near the North Station. If the red light is on every time they cross the railroad track, the railings on both sides of the railroad track will be automatically blocked to prevent cars or pedestrians from crossing the railroad track.This time, due to the serious traffic jam ahead, our car just stopped on the rails, and the railings on both sides of the rails could not be closed normally, and at this time the red lights kept flashing.The car in front still showed no signs of moving, and there were quite a few cars behind the car, and it was impossible to move forward or backward. Hearing the sound of the train approaching from far to near, the danger was approaching step by step, and the people in the car could no longer calm down and started making noise.Some were about to smash the windows, some were about to jump out of the windows, and a considerable number of people asked the driver to open the door. The whole car was full of fear and anger.The driver still didn't open the door, and he didn't allow us to jump or smash the windows, and repeatedly advised us that the train would brake suddenly, and nothing would happen.In an extremely complicated mood, open the car window and get ready to jump out of the car at any time.With the screeching sound of brakes, the train stopped less than 15 meters away from us, which scared me into a cold sweat.When the car started slowly and drove off the rails, I still had lingering fears.

When you go to bed at night, make a habit of doing your daily introspection.Thinking of everything that happened that day, my heart became calm.As a newcomer to society, it was the first time I dealt with public issues in an extreme way in a small space. When I ranted on the bus and searched my cell phone, I was so out of control, completely ignoring the feelings of others. .Of course, on this day, I also experienced the feeling that misfortunes never come singly.From the loss of the mobile phone to the almost being hit by the train, the difference was less than 15 minutes.After losing my beloved items and experiencing a catastrophe of life and death, I no longer complained about losing my mobile phone before, but I am more grateful because I am still alive.Compared with life, mobile phones are so insignificant, because the value of life is greater than everything else.Based on the fact that there is not a long time difference between the two events, and the latter has a great impact on people, the sadness of losing the phone was quickly eliminated, and it became more joyful instead.It is the so-called bankruptcy and disaster relief.A man who has not experienced the threat of death does not look forward to life.You will think that everything you have is deserved.But there are too many things in this world that we don't deserve, they are the blessings we have accumulated.Only when we understand the value of life can we pursue the value of life.

If the experience of selling pears in Guizhou at the age of 20 taught me dignity, then this time it taught me life.If a person has not experienced the test of the strong wind, his life will be as fragile as grass, and will be drawn into a darker darkness by the darkness.Undoubtedly, luck has befallen me to have this experience.This is a huge wealth on the road of life, no matter what will happen to me in the future?But I will never forget the little things that happened that day.It is this kind of experience that makes my mind mature. The person who used to like to complain has now transformed into a person who is used to being grateful for life from the bottom of his heart.Be grateful for life, for creating all possibilities for me; be grateful for life, let me experience all kinds of life; be grateful for suffering, make me stronger.