Into the market, crowded into the bustling crowd, really crowded with people. The wide roads used to be crowded with people now. Look at the roadside stalls again, hum! There are so many: some sell meat, some sell fruits and vegetables, some sell aquatic products, and some sell clothes ... It's really everything, which dazzles me. Look! A peddler is carrying a cart full of red carrots, shouting the slogan of "making love" as if cheering for himself; Some vendors turn up the stereo in the store as loud as possible, as if afraid of not attracting customers; Other vendors distributed leaflets everywhere, shouting, "Big sale, big sale! Come and see! "

There are people and cars everywhere on the market road, and all kinds of cars make all kinds of sounds: some beep, like birds singing clear songs; There is also a beep, like a naughty little doll whistling; There is a' da-'sound, like a drop of water falling on the stone steps. All kinds of sweet horns are intertwined with bargaining and hawking, forming a cheerful' bazaar symphony'.

This is really a lively market!