On the way to my hometown, I spent five hours on the bus, and I saw an accident. All of the travelers were unlucky because the bus’s air conditioner was broken, and we began our trip at noon in the hot summer. A memorable incident story was happened when I was in Taiwan.
The blazing sun was out of his mind, and he used his fire to melt an asphalt road. The fire shot into a bus that was like a steamer. There was nothing on the roadside-no tree, no water. The fifty people sited bus was only one car on the road. The driver did not tell us the air conditioner was broken. After our trip began, he told us the air conditioner was broken. Every traveler wanted to change this bus, but the bus was the last bus. There was no other bus for us to change. Most of the travelers on the bus were looking for something that could quench their thirst.
A young man who sat in a back seat was taking out a knife to pare a red apple. The apple that was full of sweet liquid attracted a sweet girl. The swe
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Her six inches long braids with a butterfly chignon made her looked like a little princess. All of the travelers were looking at the little girl. The young mother did not care about everyone’s look, and she still let her daughter wail. She said, “Mom! Mom! Uncle is bleeding. The young man finished the apple and took out another apple and started paring. The scared girl saw the bloody view. ” Her mother still looked through the window. She used her unstable voice to speak with her mother. The young man came here and gave her a sweet apple. Later, I found tissues in my backpack. But the young mother turned her face to the little girl, a furious face.
Unexpectedly, she slapped the little girl and shouted to her, “Shut up. A chilly face reflected from the window. She looked like no things could affect she, even her daughter.
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