Standing guard at four o'clock
What do you think of a traffic police officer like? Is it a hero who "has eyes shining like a rock and is powered, black hair is flying like black fire", standing like an eternal boulder, and the police flag in his hand is raised and falling, controlling the traffic and crowds in all directions? I used to think so.
The first step in learning a driver's license is to stand guard first, which does not need to be resistant, because it is equivalent to letting you stand on the top of the mountain and take a good look before you climb the mountain, which is very helpful. With the uniforms and small red flags assembled, I and the other seven trainees were arranged in four squares of the intersection, in groups of two, across the street. The place is the post where you need to stand for four hours.
In just four hours, it was enough for me to see all kinds of people and cars. Vehicles come and go endlessly, and it doesn't just become a rush of people in the car. From the angle where I stood, I could see more pedestrians and various electric vehicles, and most of the two people in the car were fathers and sons, women, and lovers, whose faces were originally anxious and slightly hideous, but when the red light turned on, with a complaint, it became soothed and quiet. The tone of both sides became gentle, and there was tenderness in their eyes. It turns out that love will become thin and diluted in a hurry, but it will never disappear, as long as it is quiet, everything is the best gesture. For the first time, I am grateful for this red light, which has given people who have been oppressed forward by life a respite and a chance to rest for themselves and their loved ones.
During these four hours, almost no one ran a red light, but no matter how perfect a thing is, it is impossible to satisfy everyone, and no matter how strict the rules are, there will always be those who are in danger. In the morning-to-noon traffic, there were four cyclists who ran the red light, and they were undoubtedly alone. I carefully observed their expressions, their faces were full of determination and confidence to cross the Yalu River with majestic spirit, holding the handle of the car tightly with both hands, and starting it vigorously, the car let out a violent roar, and disappeared at the end of the road in a blink of an eye. There were people around, but because I was there, they didn't follow suit. I think maybe when a person just makes up his mind to do something, that's when that person is at his most fearless, whether it's good or bad. Why didn't I stop them? First, we, the students, are mainly responsible for persuasion and cannot easily cause disputes; Second, they are too far from my position to reach them; Three, you can never wake up a person who is pretending to be asleep. Now that you have the courage to break the rules, you should also have the courage to take all the consequences.
I think those minutes or two must be important to the person who breaks the rules, maybe it's a matter of life and death and wealth! Well, it must be so. Then good luck and don't walk by the river too often and get your shoes wet. Although Han Han said: "Don't take the lead in doing bad things, you must follow in doing bad things." But if you don't tolerate the rules, then the rules won't tolerate you. If you want me to say, good things should be done first, and bad things should be done depending on the situation, you say, right!
During this period, there were also rear-end collisions and vehicle crashes, but fortunately, there was no danger and they negotiated to solve it. This is a reminder to us future drivers that driving is a big deal, so be cautious.
The sun rose from the east to the center, and I really wanted to make my image work to coincide with the image of the hero in my impression, but what could I do, it was both "back burning skylight" and "full of steaming summer and rustic", not to mention that my hair was floating, I couldn't get up at all. There was a burst of coolness in the wind that made me want to go with the wind. But the wind is gone, and I need to stick to my post.
The image of the traffic police was completely concrete in my mind, but it was also blurred. All professions have positions that must be adhered to, and if you stick to them, you are a hero. Don't say that the world is a hero, only the ordinary produces a hero.