One Friday night, I was reading in a quiet library. Just as everyone was swimming in the ocean of knowledge, a shrill ringtone interrupted my thoughts. Then a loud voice began. I followed the sound, and it turned out that an aunt was answering the phone. She has a hoarse voice and chats aimlessly with her friends. The harsh voice broke the original peace. I thought to myself: alas, hurry up and end the phone call! Thought of here, I ignored her and continued to read my own book.

Ten minutes later, my aunt was still talking about her "phone porridge", and it became more and more serious. At this time, everyone cast a dissatisfied look at her. I'm a little impatient, too, thinking, why is this man so rude? Don't make noise in public places, especially in libraries and reading rooms. Even the children in kindergarten know wWw.0279.nEt Road. Alas! These adults.

About half an hour later, my aunt is still chattering and splashing water. I have no choice. I strode up to my aunt and said to her, "Aunt, this is the library. Please speak softly. " Aunt ignored me. I repeated that she gave me a white look and turned to continue her "hateful behavior". At this point, I was really angry, and a nameless fire burned from the bottom of my heart, but I held back my anger and went to the library staff to explain the situation to them. With the help of the staff, I finally stopped the aunt's behavior. She blushed, bowed her head and quietly left the library amid everyone's contempt and ridicule.

The library is quiet again, and everyone gives me a favorable look. I breathed a sigh of relief, sat down and continued my trip to the sea of books.