citizens 公民

每天夜晚，我总会伴随着路灯的微光不行回家。时而低头看路，时而抬头望天。路灯在视野里一盏盏划过，我会觉得他们也好像是在看着我。他们站在街头，就这样看着路人来来往往，日复一日。他们就只是站在那里，温柔地把视线落在你身上。

every night, I back to home with the light from streetlights. When I walk on the path, I’d like to look at the sky even in the night. streetlights sweep from my sight, that makes me feel like their eyes gently gazed into me. They stand in the same place for years and look at the pedestrians day after day.