When I sit in a bus, looking outside of the window and one scene came to my eyes. An old man was sitting in his old tricycle, full of big and round watermelon, with a fan in his hand under the summer sun in the noon. Fortunately there was a shade for him to keep away from the direct sunshine. Obviously he was not very comfort, but showed a big smile to the woman who want to buy his watermelon. Yes, why not? She was his customer and if sold one, he can earn money and the more the better. Life is so difficult and hopeless.
On the other side, some guys sit in front of the computers with air conditioning, chatting and laughing, sometimes complaing. Life seems not so difficult but also sometimes hopeless.
The world is so magical and so are human beings. Why people all have different fortune, some suffering, some normal, some proud. Is fate really exist?