求一篇关于homeless people的英语小短文 要真实的哦~.
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求一篇关于homeless people的英语小短文 要真实的哦~.
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It was a festival,like any festival actually.The sunshine was dazzling,the music deafening,and the people teasing each other.Almost everywhere were those who had relieved them selves from the routine work,expecting for a new start.
Except one a small man,whose age was hard to tell.He was huddled up in the corner,a few metres from the happy holiday crowds who were hurrying to and from.He was covered in a piece of pale blue cloth.For quite a long time,he was still with out even a slight motion,nor did he make any gestures.Begging for money?Or weeping over his misfortune?Neither.He was just sitting there,alone and silent.His hair was grey,much like the withered grass,fluttering on a frosted autumn morning.A bird might well have perched on his head for such a cozy nest,if it were not so dirty.His face was pale and twisted.The nose and the mouth were squeezed to one side.His eyes were frosted,looking inward like the windows of a snowbound cottage.Was he blind?Sometimes,he moved his mouth,murmuring as if to say something.But who cared to listen,on so brilliant and joyful a day?
Except one a small man,whose age was hard to tell.He was huddled up in the corner,a few metres from the happy holiday crowds who were hurrying to and from.He was covered in a piece of pale blue cloth.For quite a long time,he was still with out even a slight motion,nor did he make any gestures.Begging for money?Or weeping over his misfortune?Neither.He was just sitting there,alone and silent.His hair was grey,much like the withered grass,fluttering on a frosted autumn morning.A bird might well have perched on his head for such a cozy nest,if it were not so dirty.His face was pale and twisted.The nose and the mouth were squeezed to one side.His eyes were frosted,looking inward like the windows of a snowbound cottage.Was he blind?Sometimes,he moved his mouth,murmuring as if to say something.But who cared to listen,on so brilliant and joyful a day?