I've seen stray kittens and puppies, and although I can't give them home, I can give them food.

I have also seen homeless men and women, and although I can't give them home, I can also give them food and money.

It's sad to be so wandering.

However, for those who have not really suffered from wandering, wandering is an extremely romantic and poetic journey.

It's like one of my classmates, when she said that she was going to a certain place to enjoy the taste of wandering, her eyebrows and eyes were full of longing that she couldn't hide. All I could think of was her opposite, so I needed to know the reality for what it was more than anyone else, even if I was only sixteen years old at the time.

I accidentally saw a wandering joke, and when I finished laughing, it was serious.

When two homeless men were accused of obstructing the city, the judge asked one of them: Where do you live?

Main streets, squares, underpasses, stations......

The judge was not satisfied with his answer and asked another: What about you?

Me, I live next door to his house!

I have never wandered, nor have I ever had such thoughts, and even, when I think that if I really wander, will I die easily? Once, I got lost and couldn't find my way, I cried, if I were to be wandered, I'm afraid it wasn't enough to qualify! I couldn't even find a road, and I didn't know where I went!

However, if you think about it again, wandering people don't really care where they are at all, although their hidden hearts are longing for a nest to live in.

The wandering are looking for a home, the one with a family is seeking to wander, and living in this world is like this, although not all, but there is always existence.

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