Living at the bottom of society
Nobody cares about my life.
But people's lives
Made another deal with me.
Are inextricably linked and indispensable.
Some people complain that I am the chief culprit of sandstorm.
someone says that
Tengger, Taklimakan and other deserts
invalid
It's my life.
There are others.
Yell at me.
Keep me away from them
Further, further, further. ...
Because there is no room for half a grain of sand in their eyes.
I was scolded by others.
drag out one's feeble existence
Want immediate peace
But people don't allow me to rest.
Skyscrapers need my life
The highway needs my shadow.
The flood control dam can't live without me.
The newly-built airport runway needs me as an employee.
I am a grain of sand.
Living at the bottom of society
But I also have my own personality.
Am I right or wrong?
Today's figures
It should be treated twice.
So I seem to feel it.
A balance
I hope this helps.