一个美好的中午,西蒙愉快地走在墨尔本的大街上,准备去超市买一点儿东西。秋天的风很是凉爽,加上刚睡了一个好觉,西蒙感觉特别精神。路边有一家刚开的银行,西蒙不经意地发现,银行的角落里竟然有一床破烂的被子,与干净整洁的营业大厅很不匹配。他好奇地走过去,原来是一个流浪汉在冰凉的水泥地上,正裹着被子睡觉。这是一个肮脏的男人,头发凌乱,脸色苍白。不会是生病了吧?或者是饥饿难当?西蒙关心地问:“你还好 A good noon, Simon happily walk in the streets of Melbourne, ready to go to the supermarket to buy something. Autumn wind is cool, with just a good sleep, Simon feel very special. There was a newly opened bank on the roadside, and Simon inadvertently found that there was a tattered quilt in the corner of the bank that did not match the clean and tidy business hall. He walked curiously, turned out to be a homeless man sleeping on a cold concrete floor wrapped in quilts. This is a dirty man with messy hair and pale face. Will not it be sick, or is it hunger? Simon asked with great concern: ”You’re fine