流浪者本来不会流浪,流浪者受了战争的伤,当枪声打碎梦想的时候,流浪者把思想打进了行装。流浪者的家乡变成了故乡,流浪者因此学会了流浪,学会一切与生存有关的事情,流浪就成了生命的桥梁。流浪者走过了许多路经历了许多事,流浪者收集着是非和感伤,在不被人注意的时候,流浪者觉得人们被“正义”累得疯狂。家乡不再是家乡,流浪者仍然走不出流浪,岁月不住地擦身而过,流浪者已载不动无奈和惆怅。 Rangers would not have strayed, wanderers wounded by the war, when the gunshots smashed the dream, the wanderers put thoughts into line. Wanderer’s hometown has become a hometown, Rangers thus learned to stray, learn all about life-related things, wandering has become a bridge of life. Wanderer traveled many ways and experienced many things, wanderers collecting right and wrong sentiment, when not being noticed, wanderers feel that people are “justice ” tired crazy. Hometown is no longer a hometown, homeless vagrants are still unable to walk past, time passed, the homeless has been unable to set and melancholy.