Hey, it's not an emotion;

Alas, just a helplessness.

When glamour loses its meaning,

It's worth when it's ugly.

What kind of reality is this?

This is the most real world that catches my eyes.

When volunteering becomes a bond,

When service turns to destruction,

Interest groups, they grinned.

Laughing so brightly,

But it's so ridiculous, and it's worse than a woman.

When the shoving becomes a move forward,

When the congestion becomes this end of the road,

These shabby-dressed returnees looked sad.

Compare with those who wear ribbons,

out of place, difficult to match,

But this is the most magnificent color in the world!

PS: "The Color of Going Home", written in the waiting room of Fuyang South Railway Station in early March 2016. Alas, from 11:30 to the present queue to sit on the car, really let me completely speechless, to Taihe car real meat (Fuyang dialect, "grinding, slow efficiency" meaning), and the efficiency of the Fuyang City passenger station is also pit, I thought that when I returned to Taihe from Hefei would encounter 9:00 a.m. to buy tickets and 3:00 p.m. to get on the car, today I am a dog, but there are still many good people in this world, really a lot, because there are older women who see me relatively small and let me get on the bus first......

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