Do you sometimes feel that life is unfair? That's right, because the only thing that is fairest in life is unfairness. But life is also fair, it gives everyone the same, the same time, 24 hours a day, the same time, a year is 12 months, 365 days.

18 years old should be the best age for everyone, it should be a carefree college campus life, it should be every morning to walk into the campus with the sunrise, and to leave the school with the morning glow.

However, not everyone in this world is so lucky, some people may have already borne one side at the age of 18, and some people are flowers that do not bloom in the greenhouse, everything can reach out to their parents and open their mouths to their parents.

After graduating from high school, some people are admitted to prestigious schools, some people are not admitted to continue their studies, or they go to a reliable cram school, and some people choose to terminate their studies because they are not admitted.

Tranquility encountered the first problem in her life at the end of high school and the beginning of adulthood, she didn't know how to choose, she couldn't sleep all night, and she could hear the crying moans from her mother in the hospital bed at any time.

When she was waiting for the admission letter, she was entangled and excited, she was entangled in how to raise the expensive tuition fee, where the living expenses should come from, and she was excited that she would be able to be admitted to an ideal school with her grades, and there was a college student in the countryside in the 90s, which was the pride of the whole village and the glory of the whole family.

Finally one day she got the admission letter at the post office, and when she saw the words "Guizhou University", she didn't have a trace of joy in her heart, she walked home slowly with heavy steps, and did not say this joy to her family loudly like all people who were admitted to university.

When she got home, she wanted to say all this, but when she saw her mother lying on the hospital bed, she looked at the admission letter she received in her hand, and couldn't help but hide the notice behind her back.

"Guizhou University" was the school that many people dreamed of entering at that time, or the key school of the National 211 Project, she ran upstairs alone, constantly staring at the notice in her hand, she was not excited, she did not smile, and this paper of less than two taels in her hand, like a stone weighing a thousand gold, weighed heavily on her heart.

The night was already very deep, she couldn't sleep in bed, she sat up and hugged the pillow, and looked at the glimmer of light through the glass on the roof tiles, she didn't know what she was thinking, thinking about it and falling down again, still couldn't sleep.

Anyway, she couldn't sleep, so she got up from the bed, and walked gently to the staircase, she seemed to hear the sound of someone crying, this voice was so close to her, just below the staircase, she looked carefully towards the staircase, and in the haze she saw a vicissitudes of life, sitting on the staircase bending over, holding her head in both hands, crying like a child.

Her tears couldn't help but flow out, covering her entire cheeks, she slowly squatted down, the tears were already soaked through her sleeves, and she held her hands on her knees and let the tears flow out unscrupulously, she didn't dare to make a sound, because she was afraid that her father, who was crying at the staircase, would hear.

The hero in her mind, the husband who supported them for a while, was their strong backing and the shoulders they relied on.

During the day, my father, who was still smiling in front of them and encouraging them to keep moving forward, could only cry quietly alone in the middle of the night.

She went back to the bed and sat quietly, there was only a faint light in the dark room, the house had no windows, it was a very old earthen tile house, the roof was covered with green tiles one by one, and there was only a small piece of glass on the tiles on the roof, which would shine into the room by the moonlight.

The stairs of the house are still made of wood, and the floors are also made of wooden planks, in the countryside of this small town, there are no high-rise buildings of reinforced concrete, only one by one earthen tile houses, and endless mountains and endless forests, which may be the scenery that many people in first-tier cities will never see, and can not experience life.

She thought about it all night, thinking that her three younger sisters still had to go to school, and her mother in the hospital bed still had to take medicine every day, and she also needed medical expenses, but she didn't have enough money so her mother couldn't be hospitalized and could only be raised at home, and all these burdens couldn't be put on her father's shoulders.

She decided to drop the hard-won admission letter, she wanted to go out, out of the mountain, to find a job, to raise money for her mother in the hospital bed, and to relieve the burden on her father, who was crying in the dead of night.