I encountered a thing today, I feel very uncomfortable, write down, is a mourning that dying the old woman.
At noon, and a mm bathing in the Century Golden Flower Square, he saw a humpback old woman with a hair scattered, in a question of money. Although it is over-white, you can also ask a few cents. At that time, we didn't pay more attention, just saw the old woman.
After about an hour, we went to North Street, and the old woman was in the sidewalk, and the old woman was scattered with a few corners. From the appearance, it was estimated that it has been died. On the road, I came to people, I passed the old woman around him, and I didn't have a person, but I had a pedestrian to stop and left. I stopped from afar, look at the old woman, I want to take a look, but I feel that I am more intimate, I want to call a phone to inform the relevant unit, and I don't know who to play. In this way, I am also righteous, and I will leave. At this time, I found that I have a thousand pedestrians on the same road, and I don't have to pay attention to it.
This world is so indifferent, just on the bustling north street, the living people rush from the dead people, leave, and even look at it. The old woman died, disappeared from this world, maybe there is no other person to know who she is, there is no bid to fare with any loved ones.
Poor old woman, may you be happy in heaven.
