On January 15th (Saturday), I went to Wenlin Road in the evening to eat dinner. It is already half a half in the evening, and the portrait is in a hurry, the night is vast. I dotted a casino, just set up for a while, two people who have eaten behind will pay. After a while, two old women, it is estimated that he is 60 years old, wearing a minority clothes, face vicissitudes, covered, quickly put people's left-leaved rice noodles into their bowl. I looked at them through the window of the car on the side and the more far farther in the night ...
Maybe for them, this is a sumptuous dinner. They can celebrate the luck today. However, when they face this unfamiliar city, what do they think when they become more and more likely? When they face people in the street, when they face the people who wear themselves, when they drive their own trolley, what do they think? Will they think of their hometown? Will you want to go home?
The Spring City is very cold tonight, and it is cold. The Spring Festival is coming, I hope you can have fun in this indifferent city! Although you will never see this text!
On the way home, I saw a woman and a child about three or four years old. The woman placed a small bowl before the roadside, with a small bowl. I took out a dollar coin and took a closer look at the front of the coin. I got her before, I lost my coins into a small bowl. I don't know if the woman can hear the sound of the coin? Maybe she didn't hear it, because the car on the road sounded very well. I am very far away, I look back, the woman is still in the sky, my heart is sour ... The one-dollar coin that is hot by my body is perhaps help. .
