One day, late at night I went home in the very cold and silent night. The rain was falling since morning till night. People were sleeping in their cozy and warm home
It was so silent, no messy went around. Until one moment, suddenly I saw people were running. Seems like there were catching for something. Then I remember, couple meters behind, I saw an old lady, she is a beggar. Who was running in the silent night looks so scared and panic. And I was getting more curious, so I turn my car to follow where the people go.
Sadly, my thought was right. The people ran to that old beggar lady. They catch her and she was trying to struggling among the crowed.

Then I open the window and tried to pay more attention to that lady, and I heard she was saying, "I'm cold. I'm so cold".
The point of that chasing moment is just because that freezing beggar stole someone's jacket from a silent home. She stole that jacket just because she feels so cold. Yeah, it was so cold out side and the rain still falling down. Poor her... That the wild world. On the other side, people were sleeping so tight in a very warm and comfortable bed room, but some where out side many of that freezing beggar have to struggle against the cold air and the rain with no thick enough coat to cover their thin skin... It's so sad and ironic!