the rush hour 43

By Oriental_China_2010

682 - Chengdu - rush hour

You come out from the taxi
With the rain drizzling from the sky
You try to quickly run.........
For the shade of the shopping mall

There is a big crowd
Hanging around the entrance
The tired faces; the quick face dilemma
You have seen it all

You remembered the rat race
Every day in the early morning rise
Before the sun could smile
You were out into the dark morning

Now you stop and watch
The scene has grown big
Of the crowd eager to get home
The taxis and buses never on time

And you smile walking away
You had been through the rushing mill
In the city where night never sleeps
You let it go make your life glow