The university is an ideal and lofty ivory tower, while life is a realistic and eye-catching banknote.

The ivory tower is white, but the banknotes are dirty.

If the ivory tower is the ideal and the money is the reality, then how can the pure ideal be provided without dirty money.

Youzishi is in the terrible situation of being in an ivory tower, but being ruthlessly trapped by banknotes.

You Zishi is a junior at Yuhai University. Major in Landscape Architecture.

In September, my junior year had just begun. Now, it's the last class of the morning. Landscape Arboriculture.

One or two thousand pages of landscape arboriculture should be turned into at least 100 pages for each lecture. Professor Gao's voice was muddy, buzzing like flies, and the students below also spoke quietly, making You Zishi sleepy.

You Zishi pounced on the thick textbook of garden arboriculture and began to think crankily.

Last night, You Zishi called her parents from the public phone in the woods downstairs of her bedroom.

It was Mom who answered the phone.

"Mom, how is the family?"

"Very good, you don't have to worry about the things in the house, study hard!" Mom's voice was on the other end of the phone, distant and intimate.

"Do you have enough money at home? You have to take care of yourselves, don't skip breakfast......

"Enough enough, you don't have to worry about it, we can talk ...... it"

"Mom, where's Dad?"

"He's dead!" said this, and Mom looked angry.

The poor economic situation and the passing of the years have made many wrinkles on the faces of the two elders, and behind those wrinkles is boundless sorrow.

The life of self-knowledge has consumed too many beautiful factors that originally belonged to this family.

Every once in a while, they will quarrel over some trivial matters in life. It ended with the Cold War. Then ping-pong, after a few days, reconcile, quarrel again, cold war, ping-pong......

Dad doesn't like to talk much, and he is a little stubborn, and he doesn't make a noise after a fight. And my mother doesn't like my father like a stuffy gourd, her mouth is a little damaged, and when she quarrels, she speaks a little heavily, in fact, she is a knife-mouthed tofu heart.

The more dull one person is, the more the other person asks. This is a very bad phenomenon. In fact, there is never any possibility of complementary personalities.

It's torture. Torment each other.

My father is an old worker of a provincial enterprise in a recession, and my mother has no job, so she only relies on pushing a small cart to sell some braised eggs to supplement the family, the economic conditions are not good, and you can still get by, but there is an old saying called "home and everything is prosperous", the family is not harmonious, and naturally everything is not prosperous, and the situation is getting worse and worse.

So they fell into a cycle of tormenting each other, the more they tortured, the worse the situation became, and the worse the situation, the more they tortured each other.

Life confirms one thing, two good people together is not equal to a perfect marriage.

It's not like they're without affection. On the contrary, when they are in love, the atmosphere at home is very warm, making people's hearts seem to rise the sun, comfortable and happy.

There is love between them, but there is also stubbornness.

This is the life of Youzishi since he was a child. Pain, and happy!

He is grateful, so he embraces every happy moment. This keeps his mind healthy. This allows him to withstand all the miasma of the world.

Even if sometimes it is inevitably painful.

At least for now, there is no way to solve the state of parents tormenting each other when they are out of control. He just wants to finish college as soon as possible, find a stable job, and earn enough money to let his parents support their old age, so that they can live a truly happy life, so that they can get out of the bottomless abyss of "a hundred days of mourning for poor couples".

To their knots, this is the only solution.

You Zishi has studied hard since he was a child, and his grades have always been among the best, but he has always been simple and simple, and he has such a belief.

But he was getting more and more anxious.

"He's dead!"

He was really worried about the situation. The father may act when he is angry, and the mother may have another impulse when he is provoked.

When you're not at home, without a middle link, there's a good chance that everything will become uncontrollable. He felt bad.

What to do?

You Zishi began to feel hungry for no reason.

He nervously scribbled a few lines of cursive words on his homework book:

Hungry

Garden trees

Make my eyes

greening

make my mind

Sunlight

But it doesn't fill me

Singing the empty city plan

appetite

……

……

Jingle Bell ......

The bell for the end of class finally rang. You Zishi rubbed his sleepy eyes, he didn't sleep well all night last night, but now he finally made up his mind.

You Zishi held the heavy book and quickly ran into the counselor's office.

Counselor Li Lulu greeted: "Youzishi, you are here, it just so happens that there is a stack of materials to be typed out......"

You Zishi is the tutor's royal typist. In return, he added a fixed amount of food to his meal card every month as a living allowance.

You Zishi did not sit at the desk as usual, but stopped in front of the counselor and said, "Teacher Li, I want to take a leave of absence!"

Beneath the calm exterior lies the inner turmoil. It's like singing an empty city song.

The wandering poem attributed the cause to the evil caused by hunger.

"Why?"

"Not why. There is just no money. ”

"Oh, by the way, the student loan you applied for last semester has been disbursed, so you don't have to worry about tuition......"

"The loan was cancelled. I'm taking a leave of absence. ”

"Don't be impulsive!" Teacher Li Lulu's gaze under the glasses revealed puzzlement.

"No, I've been thinking about this decision for a whole year. ”

"Okay, I'll give you a form, you sign it, send it to the dean's office next door, and let him stamp it!"

A few minutes later, You Zishi blocked Dean Zhang at the door of his office.

"Classmates, in fact, you have another choice, just like other classmates, enjoy college life carefree, even if it is mixed, wait until you graduate in four years, get a diploma, and then start earning money to support your family and repay your parents......"

"I'm young, but my parents are old. Every minute I spent in school, every time I took a class, my family was suffering from poverty. I can't stand it. I'm afraid they won't be able to wait. ”

Smack.

Dean Zhang has already stamped the seal.

"Take it, go to the administration department in the afternoon to file it, and let them send you a certificate of suspension. ”

In the blink of an eye, ten years have passed. When he reached the age of thirty years of wandering poetry.

You Zishi's father died of a sudden cerebral hemorrhage due to overwork. The world of wandering poetry begins to crumble.

October 30th.

Youzishi's family held a white wedding event for his father.

Everything went according to plan, and there was nothing to say in a hurry.