The Street in front of my house

沙梨

  Located in front of the railway station, I was living in my house that was much of noise. The street in front of my house was a square. Every morning, I heard the bustle and hustle. Actually, I complained it a lot to my parents, especially at weekend when I was in high school. It was an endless resist from my heart until that happened.

  Nothing special, I crossed the square of railway station where I should cross every morning. It was in the winter that not so much people were there. The wind roared fiercely, and the temperature is below 0•C . I kept a quick pace across the square to school. At the entrance, I saw a couple was hurried to catch the train. Who followed them should be their daughter. She didn’t pick up any luggage that was carried by her parents. She was complaining them. She said, ’It’s your fault. If I can’t catch the train, you should be blamed for it.’ I guessed that her parents were more worried than her due to I heard they reminded her of taking good care at school. She angrily grabbed the luggage, rushing at the platform without saying goodbye to her parents. Her parents appeared frustrated from their facial expression.

  That made me thought lots. We naturally performed impatient to our parents or someone who is very closed to us, however we always give strangers more friendly treat. Taking less care about the closed people around us, we hurt others unconsciously.

The reason why I lapsed into thinking was that I found a little bit similarity to the girls. I was used to treat my parents casually, besides, I often complained to them. Whatever I owned, I should appreciate them. I never realized my fault until this morning. Thanks for my living area, I could meet lots of people. I had an opportunity to observe the whole world.

The street in front of my house was an open window that made me think about my life. I learn more philosophy  about life.