Shenzhen is such a city that it is easy for you to lose your job, and it is easy for you to find a job!

But at the end of the year, this situation will change, usually at this time, the business of the factory will enter the off-season, and foreign companies will also hit a wave of a wave before Christmas, after which the business will gradually fade away, and the recruitment stalls and job advertisements that can be seen everywhere in September and October seem to disappear overnight.

Alas, in December, it is the off-season for job hunting again!

After eating lunch that day, he escaped from Xiao Yingzi's gaze, and Wang Shiyi returned to the ten-yuan store.

It's been almost a year since he came out, and when he came out, it was February, and now it's almost Christmas, and the year is about to pass, and when he came out, he lived in a ten-dollar store, and he was a little unhappy at that time, and he was disgusted that the cunning brother didn't rent him a hotel, and now he lives in a ten-dollar store, and he was willing.

Alone, in a house, Wang Shiyi felt very lonely, lying on the bed, taking out the fighter phone, and constantly playing the "greedy snake" game inside, chatting to pass the boring time when he was unemployed in Shenzhen. The autumn night came a little early, and he lay alone on the cold and stiff wooden bed, staring at the dilapidated ceiling in a daze, until an uninteresting cockroach climbed up and polluted his vision, and he slowly looked away.

Is he old? Why are you so sluggish? In the dark, Wang Shiyi kept questioning himself.

You're only nineteen years old, and you're supposed to be a young man full of energy! What is this suffering to you?

Get up from your bed, young man, and get out of the broken room! At the thought of this, he sat up from the bed with all his strength, and walked out of the dark room of the ten-dollar store.

The air outside is so fresh, the wind is blowing gently, his head is excited, go to the Internet café to see, go to the Internet to see the wonderful world outside!

"How much does it cost to pack a night?" asked Wang Shiyi at the front desk that night, sneaking into the Internet café.

"Twenty dollars!" the waitress agreed in a whisper.

"Here, pack it overnight!" Wang Shiyi took out twenty yuan from his wallet without hesitation and handed it over.

He first browsed the web, and the "Chinese Talent Hotline" quickly caught his attention, which is the largest recruitment website in Shenzhen, and he clicked into it, registered his personal information, and then submitted a few resumes.

The teenager next to him was fighting monsters on the Internet, and the monsters screamed, which made his blood boil.

He also looked up some online games, and a game called "Trader" caught his attention, and he learned that there were three professional characters in it: slaves, merchants, and nobles. After hard work, the slave had money, bought a lot of land, and entered the farmmaster class, and after the farmmaster class accumulated a certain amount of money, he could buy the status of a nobleman, and finally became a prince, which was prominent for a while.

That night, Wang Shiyi worked as a slave all night, mining everywhere, hunting everywhere, and finally succeeded in exchanging three acres of land, but he was still far from becoming the owner of a hundred acres of land.

Living online is far happier than reality, as long as the slave on the Internet works hard, there must be a reward, but the reality is different, full of workplace risks.

If there is no occupational risk, then Wang Shiyi will continue to work in Elek, and at the end of the year, it is extremely likely that he will be rewarded with outstanding employees.

He knew that the online stuff was fake, so he played until 3 a.m. and then went back to the rental house to sleep.

But what he never expected was the online job search, his unintentionally online resume really worked, the next day, just when he was asleep, the mobile phone rang, it was an interview call.

It was a company located in Futian, not far from where He Xueyi worked.

Before he had time to think about it, he got up!

It was a day like no other, the winter sun was a bit lazy, and the sunlight was also finely fragmented, falling from the high blue sky, as light as a swan's feather, silently cut by the city's tall buildings, divided into pieces or wisps after wisps, and finally calmly abandoned on the hard concrete floor by a gust of unintentional breeze, let passers-by step frivolously, let passing vehicles mercilessly run over, and then be carried by another gust of wind to a distant place, to a place that makes people think。

Yes, Shenzhen, which lives in the south, is like this all winter, all the buildings are quietly bathed in warm sunlight, and the flowers bloom undefeated in the green bushes on both sides of the street, without a trace of chill at all.

At this time, as long as you look up at the sky at more than forty-five degrees, in the clear blue sky, in the cracks of the tall buildings of the city, there will occasionally fly through vivid bird formations.

It was a brave team that went through thousands of mountains and rivers to finally arrive in this warm city without danger.

From the end of October to April of the following year, a wave of migratory birds fly on the migratory route from East Asia to Australia, which is magnificently displayed in the sky of Shenzhen, and will always inadvertently attract people's attention and attention.

If you look at the map, you will be surprised to find that the beautiful city of Shenzhen is on the route of the great migration of migratory birds, because of the warm climate, Shenzhen has become an important transit point during their migration, and may also be an important terminal station.

After the interview that day, it was still early, and he suddenly remembered the mangrove forest, remembered the past when he and He Xueyi watched the sea together, and remembered that she was frightened by the inexplicable shaking of a black car that night, and it was at that time that he mustered up the courage to hold her hand for the first time.

He felt warm in his heart, the mangrove forest had his fond memories, and he walked towards the sea alone.

If he usually called He Xueyi and asked her to go to see the sea together, but not today, she would be surprised why she didn't go to work?

He remembered that the last time he went was May Day, and time passed so fast, seven or eight months passed in a blink of an eye!

It's not a holiday, it's not a weekend, and there aren't that many people going to the mangroves.

Suddenly there was a chirping sound in his ears, and Wang Shiyi raised his head, only to see countless herons and red-billed gulls flying freely in the sky, and his mouth opened wide in surprise, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

The wings of migratory birds are comparable to those of ordinary birds, and as soon as they are unfurled, you can't help but think of the fish in the northern underworld, which fly freely over the crowd, and some birds can't help but let out a pleasant song.

The loud chirp soon aroused the cheers of the onlookers, and everyone took out their cameras one after another and took pictures frantically.

The boy who stood still, as if he had been shocked, suddenly woke up, and the leopard rushed out in the direction where the birds were flying.

"Ahh

It turned out that another large group of migratory birds had taken off, and their broad wings hit the water, splashing and fluttering out of the white waters.

The crowd was in a commotion, and many people ran wildly with the migratory birds, constituting the most exciting and unique scenery in Shenzhen, the city of immigrants.

Migratory birds, in order to enjoy the pleasure of this warm coastline, which is a happy time exchanged for blood and tears, they indulge in their flying performances, and they also love to show their beautiful singing in the sky.

Isn't the crowd on the ground another kind of migratory bird? Leaving their hometowns, abandoning their wives and children, just for the prosperity of this remote place.

The wings of the migratory bird vibrated and flew away, Wang Shiyi chased for a while, but nothing caught up, the migratory bird that went away, just like his lost youth, he couldn't catch up, ran for a while, panting, shook his head, and fell down on the grass under a coconut tree in despair, watching a hometown cloud float by.

"Dad!" Wang Shiyi ran past a child, carrying a newly bought kite in his hand.

"Dad is old and has no strength, rest for a while and fly a kite!" a middle-aged man gasped.

"Don't lie to people, you old spy, hurry up, help me lift the kite, I have to compare, whether my kite flies high, or the migratory bird flies high. His son kicked him lightly with his little foot.

The man had to fly a kite with his son and watch him run like the wind.

Wang Shiyi also looked at the running child fixedly, and couldn't help but think of his youth, remembering that he once ran through the ravines and ravines of his hometown with the vigorous pace of a leopard.

"I won!" the child's shouts and shouts resounded over the mangroves, over the migratory birds and strangers.

In winter, Wang Shiyi laughed, looking stupid, with a row of white teeth, flashing with silver light, but the autumn sun ruthlessly shot his tall body into a tower of longing.