You ran south

It's been three years since I left Dongguan. When I think of my former partner that day, I inevitably send my feelings to my circle of friends, and the new reply: The memories are beautiful, but it's a burden! I said, what about being tired? Although it can't be unforgettable, it is unforgettable enough. This article is dedicated to us who are young and not frivolous.

In the winter of 211

Tomorrow's New Year's Eve, I didn't realize it. It seems that there are firecrackers. Maybe it's just an illusion. Will there be firecrackers in Dongguan? It's raining again. It's as small as fog, but it's a little icy. I look up and the night is as cold as water!

Walking through the closed doors, the loneliness of the "empty city" intruded into my eyes quietly, beating my wet hair, and the door of the "Shaxian Snack" restaurant, which often went to eat, was written in red paper: Go home for the New Year, close for business! The happy faces of the whole family seem to float in these short two lines, admiring people. I smiled bitterly, looking for food to fill my stomach, but I didn't know where to go at the moment. wait for a while stood in the street, and finally returned to my residence with a blessing message full of mobile phones.

A box of instant noodles was swallowed alone with tears under the lamp. I think most foreigners in Dongguan have had such an experience. Even this is just a trivial episode in life. After all, salty tastes salty, and we wander only to be able not to wander. This road to the south is doomed to start and end.

(1)

"It is a very strange feeling for an inexperienced young man to feel lonely in the world, all contacts have been cut off, it is difficult to predict whether he can reach his destination or not, and there are many obstacles to return to his original place. The charm of adventure makes this mood beautiful, the joy of pride makes it warm, but then the trembling of fear makes it restless. "

I looked back at the empty dormitory, with one suitcase and one clothing bag, and dragged four floors to the assembly point near the school lake. The school was quiet, it was a holiday, and the graduates had left. Those who had a holiday were enjoying their dreams at home, while those who had an internship were busy looking for an internship place. In the bright afternoon a month ago, I solemnly signed my name on the "Dongguan" paper, then explained to my family, and then replaced all the small things with new ones, including the pendant and hairstyle around my neck, and packed them in a new backpack together with my mood, indicating my eager hope for "starting over".

After the teacher finished the roll call, he got into the bus, sat down by the window and searched. There were still some familiar faces, and two cars drove two cars with different moods to the railway station. My girlfriend in the dormitory picked up the gap and hurried several stops to see me off. As a result, when the bus was about to leave, a north gate and a south gate missed it. I held two hamburgers smaller than those bought for me and looked around in the queue. I smiled at him outside the fence and rushed to the ticket gate without looking back.

After some hand-to-hand combat, I got on the train going south with my feet, and all my feelings were temporarily replaced by fatigue. In this rush hour of working in the south, I was "squeezed" into the train instead of being kicked by the flight attendants, and I had a seat, so I could burn incense and thank humbly. There was a dense human wall in the whole carriage, and the people standing only had room to lift their faces and breathe. After the car drove for a while, the crowd was calm and there was a certain space. Several classmates in the news class in the same industry only showed their anger, and began to make fun of it. They called and sent text messages to report their safety, as if they were doing a great thing! No one knows what is ahead, but only by going out can my restless heart be calm in the constant rush.

(2)

The master said: We are an appendix in Dongguan, which will be cut off at any time and fed to dogs.

I said, I'm not blind, but a passer-by!

Perhaps it is this "passer-by" mentality that makes me feel unexpectedly relieved in the face of all kinds of things, because I always say to myself: I don't belong here, so I don't have to care. So this has developed my fatal weakness, and I have become more and more isolated from the world, becoming mute, and I can bear it, but I can't bear it.

At the beginning, when Master recruited me from the base and came back (at that time, I turned my back and told him that I could start from the bottom, and if he was not satisfied after one month, I would leave, and if he was satisfied, I would stay), he chewed betel nuts all the way, and the smell of betel nuts was not annoying to me. He handed me one who said, Try it, the person who wrote the plan wants eat areca's. I hold it in my hand all the way, and I am full of expectations for the cultural communication company I am going to! It took the car dealership more than two hours to get to the company's location. Master took me to a rental building, paid me a day's accommodation fee of 3 yuan, and then told me that some colleagues also lived here to take care of each other, so I happily picked up my things and moved into the "little black room". At that time, I didn't ask too much, only felt that it was enough to have a place to stay. I said poetically to myself in the building outside the window, Heaven is the cover, and the ground is the bed, which is big enough. I put betel nut in my mouth, which was not as delicious as I thought. My face was burning and I felt chest tightness in my throat.

The landlord is a very honest person. Everything is easy to discuss. Just ask for a new light and repair a line, and he will be happy to help. Therefore, this "little black house" is safe to live in. In the first month, like a miser, I was carrying a few pieces of travelling expenses pieced together from home, thinking about the date of my salary every day. I ate rice rolls in the morning, steamed rice noodles or instant noodles at noon, and then changed my lunch to fast food. At that time, I really felt how delicious Luoyang's millet porridge, eight-treasure porridge, Hu spicy soup and tofu brain were! But downstairs, except for the grand hotel, this one is quite homely. I was angry at both ends for three days, and I went to work with a big bubble in my mouth every day. I learned some plans from my master, wrote them over and over again, and changed them over and over again. My master was careful and even changed punctuation. Instead, I got excited and blushed and muttered my own views. He was not angry. Listen to me and allowed me to write. I dared to write anything unconstrained and unconstrained, and finally took the master's own confirmed version of the plan on my own. Most of the master starts to work in the afternoon and leaves in the middle of the night. His morning starts in the afternoon, so my off-duty time is delayed with his morning. Every time I get off work, he starts to explain the plan to me and point out the shortcomings. When I left this day, he looked up at me and said, "Xiaoping! Want to drink herbal tea, come to Dongguan to drink herbal tea "! I looked back and saw that the master's hair was gray, just like the "Sanmao" qq image that he lit up all night, a lovely vicissitudes and fatigue. I began to patronize "Xinglinchun", having a cup of herbal tea and a sweet plum.

For the sake of internal unity in the company, the master often invites us to have a dinner. For the first time, everyone pours water into the cup. I picked it up and was about to drink it, but it was stopped. The master took my bowl chopsticks, poured the water from the cup into the bowl, and the chopsticks stood upright in it. The spoon lifted the water, washed it again and again, and then inverted the cup into the bowl, scalding it from place to place before returning it to me. Do I curl my pie and pretend to be clean? Southerners really pay attention to it. Is there no bacteria after dipping in water? But when in Rome, do as the Romans do, and everyone "dips in water" before meals in a serious way. I can't avoid it. After I enjoyed this no-washing, I began a long and endless process of helping others wash cups. Later, when I learned to make kung fu tea, the master threw out a big bag of tea, gave me most of the time, sat and made tea, and shared it with my colleagues after making it. What a joy! Every time the master eats dinner, he will sigh, "Xiaoping, children, don't grow up!" " I'd rather fiddle with these bowls and chopsticks without saying a word than talk more, which makes the master have a headache. But he was still willing to take me out to meet customers and talk about business. He asked me to talk about the plan, so I told him that he spent the rest of the time chatting with people and toasting each other. At this time, I was dumb again. Later, when he saw that it was invalid, he stopped talking, but every time he ate, there was still one sentence: Xiaoping, child, don't grow up!

I often hang a work card, wear sports shoes, slacks and a cap, follow Ahai to the zoo, climb up the wall to install advertising pictures, and then go shopping again and again after work, see dolphins, follow the elephants on the road, and say hello to lions sleeping in the sun outside the fence. When "Island Paradise" was filmed in Dongguan, we provided lion dance, and everyone competed to take photos with Lin Xue, and I was dragged to do a group performance. The director solemnly told me to pay attention to it! Because the leading actors "walked past" me, I don't know if it was broadcast later, but I haven't watched it. I like to go out and do activities. After that, I crouch in a circle and eat fast food, full of chivalrous pride and sense of existence.

later, I left my job. For the first time, the master said, Don't make a hasty decision. I'll give you a holiday, go out to play and relax. Then, I walked by Wanjiang Bridge for three days and went back to work. For the last time, the master said, OK, go ahead, and experience all kinds of life. I picked up my luggage and went to Qishi, slept, and arrived in Tangxia early the next morning to start another journey.

(3)

Haigl once said: The poet's nature is to return home, and returning home makes his hometown a place close to his origin.

people who are away from home regard returning home as the end of wandering, which is a kind of guidance close to faith, and they look forward to returning home with clothes on, so there is always hope. The sentence in their minds: "When I go back one day, it will be ..." is the end of all sufferings. Talking about hometown with colleagues and friends, the praise words that have never been used before have become sincere and enthusiastic. It seems that the historical allusions mentioned in my mouth are very familiar to myself, but in fact they are not so familiar, and even those places have never been to themselves, but how can you not lose the prestige of your hometown in a foreign land! I still want to go back!

my heart is burning

licking the only reason left under strong pressure

I'm like a furious little wolf

trying to break free from the rope tied into my neck with my life

even if I'm bleeding

home

is undoubtedly the biggest temptation at this moment

which can be summarized as my hometown-Luoyang

holding one. Actually, I don't hate the environment in the south. People from all corners of the country come from all directions for the same dream. They speak Mandarin. After meeting, they only ask where they came from, not where they came from. Instead, they feel that they are their own masters in this city. Dongguan accepts all kinds of people with its unique broad mind, although outsiders are often called "new Dongguan people". A person who has been in Dongguan for more than 2 years is still "new" in the eyes of an 8-year-old local child.

After changing jobs, I learned to position and think again in a strange environment. The leader said that the shoes did not meet the requirements and black leather shoes were needed! I went to the following merchants to buy a pair of black leather shoes, put my feet aside when I went to work in the afternoon, and the leader nodded with satisfaction when passing by; The leader said that when calling the merchants, you should smile, sit upright and have no image. I swished the stool into the service desk, showing only my upper body and a head, putting on a bright smile and urging rent in founder Mandarin. The leader wears a wig and asks you if my long hair looks good or short hair looks good. I said without thinking, short hair, capable, and female heroes are like this. As a result, everyone said that the leader's long hair looks good. I said sheepishly, long hair is gentle, that's ok! I still didn't learn to speak. When I had a meal, the leader made a toast, and there were a lot of secretaries and directors. After weighing for a long time, I still called the director a secretary. The secretary's face would hang, and the director pulled a face and didn't pick up my toast. If he didn't pick up, he wouldn't pick up, so I would eat it myself.

A group of colleagues often play wildly after work. The old and the young are yelling in bars and ktv, and a row of screens are shaking in the dark. The company has a bar street, a Casa on the street, and a Wuzhangna Tibetan bar at the end of the street. It is small and very quiet, and it smells of sandalwood. Occasionally, Mongolian teacher and children come in to sing "Phoenix Legend". A group of people, "playing is crazy, but their hearts are still bright", and the midnight snack on the roadside is very rich. After eating, they go home to sleep, and getting up early is another passionate work god of war! I often think back to those lovely people, all with sharp corners of their mouths, but with a prodigal heart.

(4)

"A new enterprise, growing up with him and perfecting the system step by step, is a different kind of feeling, which is more emotional and easier to abide by than directly accepting the existing mature system."

When preparing the yurt, all departments were transferred to temporary assistance. A Jun said that he stayed up all night to catch up with the work, and the boss swore in the industry and friends circle that he would generally announce the opening date. Later, camels, sheep and horses were shipped from Mongolia one after another, and turf was also shipped, and yurts were set up one by one. On the opening day, shopping malls, commercial streets, including the headquarters restaurant, went to cheer. We stood in line at the entrance in suits and ties, wearing welcome strips. I was proud and happy inside, as if it were my own happy event, drinking wine to worship Aobao, and carefully inserting colorful flags in the crevices with awe. That night's bonfire party was heard to have a warm and intense reflection, which filled half the sky. After returning to Luoyang, one day, I saw my colleague posting pictures. The yurt caught fire, and my memory was distorted and burned. I didn't go back, but I knew it was there. Now I have a handful of ashes, which really tastes bad.

(5)

At the end of summer, I finally got a chance to go to the seaside, and I didn't have to be a staff member to organize merchants, and my luggage was piled up together, so Ah Shui, who couldn't get into the water, watched. Running barefoot to the seaside, the white cloak was hunting, and the soft sand rubbed the soles of your feet and became soft. A few girls can't swim, especially swimming in the sea. Everyone sets a swimming ring and walks clumsily inside. Everyone is interlocking, while male colleagues are responsible for protecting and "transporting" us, forming a "towel" to connect Lux, and each of them pulls a swimming ring. Before the waves come, they struggle to pull us forward in the swimming ring. I kept my eyes wide open and was always on the alert. I watched the rows of big waves coming, and I learned to jump as hard as others. After being refluxed by salty seawater several times, I learned to be smart. When the sea is calm, lift your face? Lying on the swimming ring, closing your eyes and floating freely, you can enjoy a moment of peace in this vast embrace.

In the evening, after eating the barbecue buffet, the smell of barbecue is smoky and smoky. When I walk to the beach and blow the wind, watching the sea is another state of mind. Xiaobai and several colleagues are there to chase the waves and listen to the waves patting the sand. All worldly things can be abandoned. If I live, it will be a wonderful thing in life to take my son's hand, walk along the beach and pick up a conch. Flying north has blown away my dream, and I will eventually.

goodbye dongguan! Hello Luoyang!