|So you take your broom and you sweep. Then the wind|
blows them all over the place again. Then you sweep
them up again. Then the wind blows them around again.
|Sometimes you have to run to keep up with the leaves.|
|Then someone drives by and messes everything up again.|
|It's enough to make you want to give up. But then|
you keep sweeping, it keeps blowing, you keep sweeping,
until at 5.00pm, you can stop. There are lots of people in
China, but we have jobs for most of them.