It lives somewhere noisy race against time is the sound of a car, engine sound, music .And the other luxuries somewhere around us who still have the ball scurrying race against time time, race with fate to improve their lives with good dreams for the future family. With every job there is to make money, even though little difficult though with what is the job that is very admirable, worthy of our attention and learn so much from them .
They struggle daily with how arduous hardships of life on the lips but they still optimistic, still in love with life and enthusiasm still grinding labor, still smiling despite the sweat rolling down his forehead with, or wet off shoulders .
Sometimes just a few lottery tickets, or a coffee museum old bicycle behind bulky little messy things such as bottles, old newspapers were generally garbage of the rich, healthy families assuming it is the source of life and the fulcrum of their lives. That's what wealth creation, as the material for their ...
Sometimes just a job shining shoes, taxi driving, selling newspapers, porters but there is also a small corner indispensable in life. Somewhere around us outside luxuries, expensive, these seemingly small job making someone feel dirty contempt but they are always optimistic, always uplifting, always working hard for pieces of rice, because vulnerable shirt, or as a family burden on the shoulders to figure that sickly skinny. That is very respectable to all of us .
Sometimes just a job washing dishes, sweeping at night or pick up discarded things of life, but without them where to throw away things that happen to solve? They have a small corner of a big picture in the busy everyday life, is to represent the constant striving ago hardships in life.
Sometimes just the street stalls, or the type of bread car, a truck carrying fruit filled, or a small sandwich corner, open a sidewalk teahouses. Or with peanut cans of water, the mango, the fragrant smell baked potato filled with charm enters the announcement of how the human heart, in every corner of the small alley, on the corner of many soul loves the beauty of life. It is not only fun, or are memories deeply ingrained into the adult children when away from where they live to remember .
Sometimes we try to ask if we get into situations they have faith, and extraordinary effort to bươn experiencing life is full of tough looking spikes, pitfalls not? We have smiles optimistic love of life despite the sweat on his forehead continually falling, despite the burden on the shoulders rife? .Anyway or someone we all respect everyone they a small corner of life, a spirit that nothing can change a spirit of love, joy mill workers actively contributing more to the song.Vi beauty we love it and because my life love life .