一辆红蓝白条相间的公交车晃晃悠悠地从远处驶来。人们一窝蜂地拥过去,车门一开,我便被身后的人流推进了闷热的车厢里。我好不容易找到了座位坐了下来,脚却被重重地踩了一下。在这种情况下,本来算不了什么,顶多道个歉就完了。而这位穿着桔红色外衣的阿姨架子倒摆得很大,非但没说“对不起”,反而用手指指点点,嘴里也不知在叽咕着什么。我实在不明白,难道是我做错了什么吗?我干脆掉头给她个“后脑勺”。 A red, blue, and white bus wafted from a distance. People swarmed and passed, and when the door opened, I was pushed into the sweltering compartment by the crowd behind me. I finally found the seat to sit down, but my feet were heavily stepped on. In this case, it would be impossible to say anything. At most, apologizing would be over. The aunt wearing an orange-colored coat was put on a large shelf. Not only did he not say “I’m sorry,” but he pointed fingers and said something in his mouth. I really don’t understand. Is it what I did wrong? I simply turned around and gave her a “back of the head.”