It was a very cold morning. The north wind roared and people were shivering with cold. The waiting lane was crowded with people, only four strong and well-dressed men stood at the "mother-child boarding place", and a woman stood outside the waiting lane, holding a child who had just reached the full moon.

Isn't that the "mother-child boarding house"? Why are there four big men standing? Are they illiterate? No, they are not illiterate. Look at their clothes-the man standing in the front is fat and looks like an authoritative official. He glanced at the woman, quickly lowered his head, closed his eyes and looked guilty. Ah, he doesn't look illiterate like this, but why is he standing in the "mother-child boarding house"? Behind him is a soldier. He is tall and thin, wearing a wide cotton-padded coat. Probably because I am afraid of the cold, my boots are thick, my head is low, and my eyes are on my toes. He thought, I'm early. Why didn't I win the first prize? But it doesn't matter, I'm second. I just hung my head and pretended not to see the sign.

Immediately behind the soldier was a stout middle-aged man. He stood there wearing glasses and a lot of clothes, and women couldn't help it. Is this a "mother-child boarding house"? He asked the man, "Comrade, is this the mother-child boarding house?" The professor blinked and pretended not to hear. Behind him stood a masked man, wrapped himself up. He thought to himself, I'm so smart that I brought a mask before I went out, so people would think I was sick and forgive me. The mother and son standing in the waiting lane refused to give way when they saw anyone, so they had to stand there helplessly.

The north wind attacked the mother and son mercilessly, and the mother was helpless. The mother held the child tightly in her arms and kept saying to the child, "Hold on, hold on, mother will take you to the doctor at once." The child has been crying and his face is very pale. He has been crying, as if protesting the behavior of those four people. These four people are still indifferent when they see such a scene. Are there any of them? ! The mother and son stood in the snow like that. She couldn't understand why her strength was always taken away by others, and her back gradually blurred ... The bus came, and all four men got on the bus and took their seats. The mother and son also got on the bus, but the bus was full. Fortunately, a young man gave his seat to the mother and son, and the middle-aged man glanced at the four men, but the four men did.

I hope there are fewer and fewer "fake illiterates" like this in society. ...