都市中一些红绿灯下,聚集着许多乞讨的孩子。每逢红灯亮起,他们就向停下的车辆凑了过来。有的拿一脱毛的鸡毛掸子,在车玻璃上晃荡几下,然后向车里的人伸出索要的手。有的背一书包,做成失学的样子,刺激和拷打车里人的良心。有的孩子还很小,蹦蹦跳跳而来,又蹦蹦跳跳而去。在他们眼中,这种忙乎或许也属日常游戏的一种?不远处有大人的眼睛紧紧盯守着,目光里并无慈爱——也许他们根本就不是孩子的父母。但是无论谁家的孩子,在根本不谙世事的岁月里如此生活,以伸手和哀求为常态,受呵责与白眼而坦然,他们的人生是否由此与自尊无缘? Under some traffic lights in the city, gathered many begging children. Whenever the red light came on, they came to the parked vehicle. Some take a hair removal feather duster, sloshing a few times in the glass of the car, and then extend the hand to the person in the car. Some back a school bag, made out of school look, to stimulate and torture the car’s conscience. Some children are still young, bouncing, and bounce away. In their eyes, this kind of busyness may also be a daily game? Adults not far from the eyes tightly stare, there is no loving eyes - maybe they are not children’s parents. However, no matter whose children live in such a time when they are inexperienced, they use their hands and pleading as normal conditions, being recriminated and frankly open-minded, and whether their lives thus have no bearing on self-esteem.