The bus beeps incessantly, and the sultry air hits the pavement, making people uncontrollably irritated. The people on the bus are crowded together, making the sultry summer even more unbearable.
In the last row of the bus, there was a man in black with a hat on his head, sitting lazily on the bus chair. The window next to him was wide open. After starting the bus, he was greeted by hot air.
The wind blew the boy's hat, and he saw a pair of blue eyes in the broken hair. The eyes blinked and then closed slowly.
When he opened his eyes again, the bus he was sitting on was empty, and the cold wind blew past him.
Intention: Believe in light, believe in hope, then you will be the light for your own progress