Morning in the town

The rushing loud horn roused the sleeping town. The night reluctantly retreated from the sky above the town, the sun has not yet revealed the face, the sky is not yet fully bright, but the sky in the east has a touch of morning glow. Under the faint glow of the sun, the wide road is like a ribbon shining with silver and gray, stretching all the way to the distance.
A small car filled with vegetables came. The donkey of the cart drove proudly and trots all the way. The copper bells on the neck oscillate very regularly, giving a crisp and jingling sound. The car was filled with vegetables that had just been picked from the ground: big peppers with shy red half face, small peppers with long slender body, and cantaloupe with green striped clothes... these vegetables are fresh and tender, Water spirit. The car is moving forward, and the fragrance of the fruit is filled with the whole street. The young man who drove the car was covered with a sweet smile, and his peers screamed at the advantages of his products.
An agricultural four-wheeler drove from north to south, and the car was filled with large round, green and large watermelons. The two uncles sitting on the top are talking and laughing. They are bringing their own watermelons to the market for wholesale. The four-wheeler soon overtook the donkey car and gradually drifted away. On the road, the songs of the peasant uncles were sung.
"Hey! Hey!" "Bag and stop" screamed and passed, and disappeared at the end of the road. From the alley, the rough screams of the early hawkers were sold, and the sharp and whistling whistle echoed in the air.
The town started a new day in the noisy.

Comment: With the pen delicate, the image of people and objects is fresh, and with the help of the voice, the reader feels the pulse of the town and the literary talent of the author!