“ awaits what ” communicates silently is a kind of love, a kind of civilization.
“静静地等待”传达的是一种爱心，一种文明。
That Sunday, clear sky 10 thousand lis, colourful Yang Gaozhao, father should take me to go pleasure ground plays. I and father stand in shop sign of public transportation station coarse car, our back discharged a lot of people that wait for a car, some lowering one's head that play a mobile phone, …… of some overlook of raise one's head and look
那个星期天，晴空万里，艳阳高照，爸爸要带我去游乐场玩。我和爸爸站在公交车站牌下等车，我们的身后排了很多等车的人，有的低头玩手机，有的翘首远眺……
The sun already rose Laogao, I stand in the team to wait very impatiently. Ah! The bus came eventually, the crowd goes hurriedly to the bus. “ uncle, you go up first. I walk along ” in front of father's, preparing to get on a car, hear father suddenly to say. Turn the head sees back has white hair of a full head, all over the face the bow-backed grandpa of furrow, his hand lean on a stick is worn crutch, another is carrying a shabby cloth bag, follow in father back. In the future of my consciousness ground removed a few conditions, let a grandpa get on a car first. The grandpa saw me, be full of in the eyes affection and appreciate. Grandpa lean on a stick is worn crutch, raise serious step slowly, tottering ground is stridden to bus door, suo of shiver of Duo of a hand, want to capture the perpendicular lever on the car. Father sees this case, at once help by the arm old person. I and the person from the back rein in footstep is awaiting silently, without jam, did not push. “ uncle, you are bit slower. The big elder brother behind ” says. All alone shaking large rope trembles to draw out bus card to brush card after the car on the grandpa, sit on the seat next. At this moment, with retrospective talent the car on rapid ground sits. I by this kind of “ of all passengers silent the demeanour that awaits ” moved deeply.
太阳已升得老高，我站在队伍里等得好不耐烦。啊！公交车终于来了，人群急匆匆地向公交车走去。“大爷，你先上。”我走在爸爸的前面，正准备上车，突然听到爸爸说。转头看见身后有一个满头白发，满脸皱纹的驼背老大爷，他一只手拄着拐杖，另一只手提着一个破旧的布包，跟在爸爸身后。我自觉地往后退了几步，让老大爷先上车。老大爷看了我一眼，眼神里充满慈爱和感激。老大爷拄着拐杖，缓缓地抬起沉重的脚步，颤巍巍地向公交车门迈去，一只手哆哆嗦嗦，想要抓住车上的竖杆。爸爸见这情形，连忙搀了老人一把。我和后面的人都放慢脚步静静地等待着，没有拥挤，没有推搡。“大爷，您慢点。”身后的大哥哥说。老大爷上车后抖抖索索掏出公交车卡刷卡，然后坐在座位上。这时，跟在后面的人才迅速地上车就坐。我被所有乘客的这种“静静等待”的风度深深地打动了。
The bus sailed a crossroad, red light becomes permission to go ahead with some project, but the driver does not agree to start tardy however, the ground of ” of drop of car “ drop that follows at the back of the bus presses a horn, the driver ases if to did not hear. I stand up questioningly, look ahead, original crossroad has a disabled to traversing driveway. His both hands is wearing crutch, a leg takes pain to to however rhythm ground is stridden ahead, another leg leaves ham root only one cut, swinging as the rhythm that walk. Because go too slow,be probably, so person travel lamp becomes red light, he still did not cross a street. We the passenger of one car is awaiting silently so, did not complain, did not curse ……
公交车驶到了一个十字路口，红灯变成绿灯，但是司机却迟迟不肯起步，跟在公交车后面的车“滴滴”地按喇叭，司机仿佛没听见。我疑惑地站起来，向前望去，原来十字路口有一个残疾人正在横穿马路。他的双手架着拐杖，一只腿吃力却有节奏地向前迈，另一只腿只留下大腿根一截，随着走路的节奏摆动着。大概是因为走得太慢，所以人行灯变成红灯，他依然没有穿过马路。我们一车的乘客就这样静静地等待着，没有抱怨，没有咒骂……
That day, although we compare forecast went a little while behindhand, play less a few minutes, but my heart the ground temperature outside Liquege is warm, because this kind of “ awaits ” to be able to let love to be delivered between person and person silently, spread.
那天，虽然我们比预想的迟去了一会儿，少玩几分钟，但我的心里却格外地温暖，因为这种“静静地等待”会让爱在人与人之间传递，蔓延。(文/王宝杰)