Which buses are you most familiar with in your city?

I am most impressed by Nanning's 707 bus, I have to take twice a day, once at half past six in the morning, once at half past three in the afternoon, starting from the intersection of Yinhai Avenue construction, getting off at different points, I am doing small business that market are going, so unforgettable days in Nanning,

I was in a hurry to go home, so I saw a bus from a distance and rushed up, but because the car looked too similar, I sat wrong, and then found that the 8 people on the bus except for the driver were all doing the wrong bus....So the driver called the driver of the car we were supposed to sit in on the walkie-talkie and sent us all the way over.

There are many people who go to work on the 505 bus, and there is an old woman who wants to get on the bus at the work point. The driver kindly reminded those who go to work to get in the car first. He'll wait a minute, and then don't squeeze him. Grandma is going to be late for a meeting. Must get on the bus.

Tianjin 808, from Tianjin Railway Station to Dongzhangzhuang, passing through my school, about 30 stops, I get motion sickness, especially afraid of this bus.

Three years ago, on the Beijing subway line to Changping, I was very tired and tired, I fell asleep while sitting, and woke up to find my head resting on the shoulder of my brother next to me. The male ticket secretly told me that this brother was motionless while I was asleep. Suddenly I felt so happy, and every time I took the subway in the future, I would think of this brother.

Thank you to him for making me happy when I ride the subway in the future.

The Xu Min line here in Shanghai, I remember the first time I made a car in 2005, when there were a lot of thieves on the buses in Shanghai.

The 102 bus in my hometown, the first time I took the city bus during the holiday after the end of the high school entrance examination, and at noon I went to Xinhua Bookstore with my brother to rub the air conditioner, and there were only two of us on the bus and the conductor's aunt, and the driver's uncle took us to the door of the bookstore by detour.

Bus 113 in my hometown. I used to travel between school and home in this car throughout high school. Every day, I will meet many classmates from the same school on the road, copying homework on the crowded bus, chatting with classmates about gossip in the class, talking about their dreams, discussing the results of mock exams, and having confusion and expectations.

Sometimes I can take the bus home with the person I like after school, I will feel very happy, I always hope that there will be traffic jams on the road, and I always have to pray that the driver will drive slowly, and at that time I feel that love is the circle circled for you on the bus. Later, after graduating, I rarely rode in this car, and the people who rode with me also drifted away.