Coming out of the sauna and bath, I decided to walk alone, let the late autumn wind blow my heart, and dilute that strong feeling, so that maybe my heart can feel better.

From time to time, there are leaves falling on the side of the road, a small whirlwind whirls on the ground, rolls up and turns the fallen leaves from time to time, the hustle and bustle of the world is still the same, the cars on the road are endless, looking at the sky from afar, the residual clouds dye the horizon red, and the bleak slanting sun shines out through the clouds from time to time, making people feel a trace of warmth of the sun.

In this way, I walked and walked, and happened to pass by a store, and the bustling crowd in front of the store, there were couples hooking shoulders and backs, passers-by carrying backpacks, and citizens carrying goods, their hurried footsteps, as well as all kinds of shouting and buying sounds one after another, mixed with the horn of promoting products from time to time, which made people feel particularly annoying.

An old man on the ground is the most attractive, I saw that he was wearing shabby clothes, only a stump leg below, a crutch on the side, a broken bowl in front, a lot of one yuan, five cents of small money in the bowl, only to see the erhu came from the beautiful music "Erquan Yinyue", and other desolate melodies, after hearing such a voice, I felt particularly sad, hurriedly wanted to find some change, but a pocket was penniless, want to give kindness, the will of heaven can not be fulfilled, let's go, let's go, let's go.

I kept walking, aimlessly, as if I was drunk, and I didn't know what I was thinking. I don't know where I'm going? A feeling of guilt of sin has occupied my heart for a long time.

I have also stood on the side of the street and looked around, the past begging seems to be in front of me, that kind of helplessness plus that sadness, and people's contempt eyes, and that hungry entanglement, coupled with the relentless blow of the wind, isn't that my yesterday's story replay? Yes, at this moment, my self-confidence is soaked with these tears. This experience is etched in my heart.

I have asked myself again and again, am I really depraved? Another voice replied, no, no. However, this feeling of guilt is always entangled in my heart, the invisible pressure is increasing, I am struggling in pain, I am groping in the dark, I am looking for it in suffering, all the struggles are for this day, but also for living my own dignity.

After understanding such a truth, you will understand what life is all about, and you will know what the truth of survival in the world is, and you will understand what you should do in the real world. After such a great enlightenment, you will understand that there is no one who owes or exploits anyone, and that my conscience is balanced.

What would it be like if there were no poor people in the world? It is said that the poor are good, why are there so many poor people? If everyone wants to be equal, what is the concept of this society, these strange thoughts appear in my mind from time to time, why some people do not work but have money, after having money, they are extremely unfriendly to the poor, but they are more domineering to the poor, as if the poor are not people, how have you carried forward a kindness, helped the poor once, or give a sympathy. However, they don't have any sympathy for the poor, they don't have any compassion for the poor, why is that? I can't figure out these truths, and my thoughts are very chaotic at the moment.

What is fairness? What is Justice? What is morality? I really don't know how to explain it at the moment, but it's clearly painful in front of me, if I know this concept, I might feel better, after all, I don't know.

However, with my ability, I can indeed save one or several, but after saving so many people, do they not work? Let's go to work? That's not the way to go, is it? If all the money from my labor is used to help the poor, will we not also be poor? And who should be in charge of the poor? Who will produce all the beggars?

When night falls, the lanterns are already on, and the lights on the roadside slowly turn from a little red at the beginning to a white beam. Then, after the night receded, it finally took the lead.

Under such conditions, I didn't know that I came to a small restaurant on the side of the road, I sat in the position and wanted to eat some millet porridge from my hometown, however, under the hospitality of the waiter, my butt under the seat also stood up, and I didn't bring money in my pocket, so how could I eat here for nothing? I can't leave even after eating, now, rich is an uncle, no money is a grandson, how good the ancients said.

If I go to ask for food, and people see me dressed and dressed, they must say that I am a psychopath, and beat me away with a stick, which is also impossible. Wasn't that what happened back then? Alas! I let out a sigh, lamenting that the reality is too real, the human feelings are too real, and a penny will stump the hero! It is pitiful to think of those beggars by the roadside, with sticks and bowls, pretending to be pitiful elephants!

A spirit called, I seem to understand something in my heart, I want to hold on to the money in my hand, I want to seize the power in my hand, I want to keep the position in my hand, what kind of precious wealth is that in life, at this time I understand, what was the original effort and struggle for, what was life in this world for? What is the truth of life at this moment? At this time, I had the leisure to look at the past begging life with a reflective eye.

I observed on the side of the road, how many people are eating in society now! There are old ones, there are small ones, there are remnants, and there are fools......

The boss often sends people, but he can't finish sending them, one by one, it's really annoying, if you don't save him when he dies, your morality is gone, if you save it, how can you save it, there are too many poor people, it's not the boss's hard heart, but the reality is ruthless.

Most of the beggers ask for money, give a few money and be pitiful, I saw three young men at the dinner table, and when I saw such a situation, I regretted that I should not have come here to eat, but it ruined their good mood and disturbed their original intention of eating. Tolerance to the extreme, they simply eat as a play, one of the old men came to their table, said to give a few small money to eat a bowl of rice, the young man with chopsticks picked up the green onion cake, for them to put in the bowl, however, the person who asked for rice refused, to see if the money or to go, so after three, there was an old lady, thinking that the person's mother, came to the man's face, to them to ask for money, but the man was really embarrassed, from the body out of the ten yuan, Gave it to the old lady. Later, another old man came, and he also asked for money, and the young man gave him a cake, and the young man, thinking that this was true, gave him ten yuan, and the old man said thank you and left, however, my stomach was indeed very hungry.

When I was at a loss, I suddenly remembered that my Wang Aiying lived nearby, and I wanted to go and hesitated, but I didn't have a penny on me, and I forgot to bring my mobile phone, what should I do? It's too far away to go home. People are poor and short-lived, so I still go to other people's houses to eat, and under the cover of the night, I stepped into the threshold of her house.