Walking on the Edge of the City
Night has come quietly
I slowly walked out of the construction site
towards the wind. Towards the rain
Walking through the busy streets of the city
Walking through the green belts under street lamps
Walking on the straight blind road
Walking through a bowl of rice noodles with a price of six yuan
I sat down to eat
Walking through fried rice with a price of ten yuan
I smelled the fragrance of eggs
Walking through the dusty migrant workers' brothers
We walked together
We all went into a coma.