Some people live in the streets,
They work with their hands, while work just want to eat,
Lovely and poor people,
We should open our eyes to see them, and the importance of the power to their survival in society
Give them a chance.
They work with their hands, while work just want to eat,
Lovely and poor people,
We should open our eyes to see them, and the importance of the power to their survival in society
Give them a chance.
坐在街頭， 所有人的眼光都會避開他，沒有人會和他說話，就像是沒有存在這個世界上一般，這樣的感覺一定很可怕吧，而他身旁滿滿的塑膠袋子，裡頭都裝著些什麼？為什麼他要守著那些，對我們來說再普通不過的塑膠袋子，我常想起那個畫面，想像著如果我是他，塑膠袋子對我的意義是什麼 ...
我們怎麼能夠像是什麼都沒看見般的走過煉獄，而且抱著僥倖的的心情。
How can we seen nothing ,when we through purgatory,
And holding on and hoping mood.
And holding on and hoping mood.
