小站通勤人,早已习惯了两地奔波,一次次在车厢中游鱼般地拥挤在陌生人中。倘若没有足够的幸运,是很难找到一个坐席的,因为旅客都是对号入座。谁让咱小站通勤人的手中没有票号呢,为此,只好自我解嘲一番,伫立着守望心中的那一方净土了。站着就站着,有啥了不起的,不就短短几个小时嘛,再说了,能得以这般脚踏实地静静倚在一处,惬意在火车呼啸中,也不失为排遣孤寂的另类享受啊!列车呼啸,岁月如梭,小站人也换了一批又一批,可通勤之路却远远没有尽头。在通勤路上,熙熙攘攘,疾驰的大地依旧流淌着一幅幅画卷,映入眼帘的还是南来北往的匆忙和华丽光鲜的炫耀。大千世界, Station commuter, has long been accustomed to two rushes, again and again in the car crowded fish in strangers. If not enough luck, it is difficult to find a seat, because the passengers are all condemnation. Who let our station commuter people no ticket number in the hands of it, for which, had to self-ridicule some, standing on the side of the net looking at the Pure Land. Standing stood, so great, not just a few hours Well, say it again, so be able to sit quietly in such a quiet place, comfortable in the train whistling, but also to lure alternative alternative to enjoy the ah! Train whistling, time flies, station people have changed batch after batch of commuting but the road is far from exhausted. Commuting on the road, bustling, galloping land is still flowing with a picture scroll, greeted by the south or the rush and gorgeous show off. The world,