天空灰蒙蒙的一片,雨淅淅沥沥地渗进我的皮肤里,我打了个寒颤,扶着奶奶站在了马路边。路上没几个行人,暗淡的光线裹住了眼前所有美丽的风景。我伸手想拿出雨伞,奶奶突然握紧我的手,指着远方驶过来的公交车:“来了来了,快叫它停下来!”我急忙伸出手不停地挥着,雨开始大了起来,模糊了我的视线,还好,车终于停了下来,奶奶用力抓住我的手一蹬,摇晃着上了车。售票员见是老人,忙指着后边的位子:“那儿还有一个,快去坐。” A gray sky, the rain wandering into my skin, I shuddered, holding her grandmother stood by the roadside. Few pedestrians on the road, dim light wrapped in front of all the beautiful scenery. I reached for my umbrella, and my grandmother suddenly gripped my hand, pointing to the bus coming in from afar: “Come here and quickly call it to stop! ” I hurriedly extended my hand and wavered Start big up, blurred my sight, but fortunately, the car finally stopped, my grandmother grabbed my hand a pedal, shaking the car. See the conductor is the old conductor, busy pointing behind the seat: “There is another one, go sit down. ”