Time flies like water, and it seems that it is the end of the year in the blink of an eye. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Maybe it's because of fulfillment, maybe it's because he's busy, Yan Feng hasn't paid much attention to it, it's about to be the New Year, and the winter training is over.

During the Spring Festival holiday, everyone went home for the New Year. Lin Fan went home with his parents for the New Year, and even the emperor returned to his hometown in Bengbu. Before leaving, the emperor also asked Yan Feng if he wanted to go with him. Yan Feng had already been used to celebrating the New Year alone over the years, so he rejected the emperor.

In the club, almost everyone went home, and there was only one doorman and Yan Feng left. Originally, Yan Feng also considered returning to Chaoshan, but he thought about where to spend the Spring Festival, and he had never spent the Spring Festival outside, so he simply spent the New Year in Shenzhen, maybe there was a different flavor of the New Year? In the end, he decided to stay in the club, and he could save the pen fare.

Early in the morning of Chinese New Year's Eve, Yan Feng got up very early, and the habit he had developed over the years, even if he was on vacation, he was not used to sleeping lazy.

I just don't have the life to enjoy it, this winter morning is the best time to sleep lazy, but unfortunately I just can't sleep.

Coming out of the extremely quiet club, the road outside is also slightly quiet, no longer bustling and noisy. The wide streets are devoid of few pedestrians except for dead leaves flying in the wind, as if many people disappeared from the world overnight.

It's as if the city has suddenly lost its life in the winter. This is completely different from the feeling of celebrating the Spring Festival in my hometown, without the frolicking children, and there are no returnees who gather in threes and twos. Everything is so quiet, so lacking in the flavor of the year.

This is the sadness of the immigrant city. The vast majority of people stay in their hometowns, and for Shenzhen, they are just passing by. Shenzhen is just a place to make money, not their home. I came to Shenzhen to make money, and those who should go home after making money went home, and the roads that were always congested with traffic were not even seen now.

In fact, this is also the sadness of the Shenzhen football team. A city of immigrants without cultural identity, regional cohesion, and citizens with a sense of belonging will have no fan base. Looking at neighboring Guangzhou, not only can it afford three teams, but it is also well-maintained. This is the difference between the two cities in terms of cultural heritage!

When he came to the riverside where there were no people, looking at the river that was constantly passing away, and the cold wind blew, Yan Feng couldn't help but feel a lot.

Some people say that a leaf withers and flourishes, and a flower creates a world.

Even a dead leaf has had its own wonderful. And what about myself? More than 20 years have passed, and I still don't know where I came from? Who has ever left my own footsteps in the world? Maybe I am like this withered leaf, I know the wind and rain, although I am in the same world, I have never entered the world of others.

I don't know if it's because of one person, or because of the reason why he was far away for the first time, Yan Feng felt endless loneliness, this year was too quiet!

With an unspeakable sadness, Yan Feng slowly walked back.

On a street not far from the club, Yan Feng saw two sanitation workers, a man and a woman, sweeping the leaves on the ground. I don't know what drove it, Yan Feng actually walked over, took a broom from the garbage truck next to them and helped sweep it up.

"Uncle, auntie, I'll sweep it too. ”

The two sanitation workers were startled, and the young man suddenly walked by to sweep the floor, leaving them confused. Glancing at each other, the female sanitation worker said, "No, young man, you're not fit for this, besides, it's our job." ”

"Actually, I'm also a cleaner. Yan Feng said with a smile, maybe only this feeling could make him feel that he was not superfluous in this world.

"Young man, don't be kidding. Now for the Chinese New Year, you should go home quickly. The male sanitation worker said.

"Really, I don't lie to you. Actually, I have been a cleaner in Chaoshan for seven or eight years. I feel very kind to see you today. Yan Feng smiled and said to them seriously.

The two sanitation workers looked at Yan Feng's expression, not like a joke, and believed his words.

"Nian guy, why did you stay here and not go home for the New Year?" Continuing the work at hand, the male sanitation worker asked Yan Feng.

"I'm the only one in my family, and wherever people are, home is there. Now working here, I don't want to go all the way back and still be alone, and it's a waste of money. "I don't know if it's because everyone used to be cleaners or what, Yan Feng's sorrow has faded a lot.

"Well, come eat with us that night. Maybe it was a string that was touched, the female sanitation worker looked at Yan Feng with complicated eyes and said.

"Okay. Eat together in the evening. Yan Feng had an indescribable feeling, a feeling he had never had but was very eager for, so he agreed without thinking.

Although it seems strange, strangers who have never known each other before can talk to each other so easily. Maybe it's because we're all homeless, or maybe it's because we've all done the same job, and we all feel a sense of intimacy. While sweeping the fallen leaves and chatting, there was no sense of disobedience at all, I didn't know if I thought it was a family of three.

The three of them chatted happily, and when they finished sweeping the street, Yan Feng also knew some things about the two of them. The woman's name is Liu Meng, a native of Hubei, only in her forties, and she has been working as a sanitation worker in Shenzhen for many years. The man's name is Wang Zhuo, a native of Henan, who is also in his forties, and has also stayed in Shenzhen for more than ten years.

Yan Feng originally thought that the two might be husband and wife, but in fact, they were just colleagues who had worked together for many years, and they became very good friends because they lived next to each other and got along for a long time.

After that, they made an appointment on the time and place of the dinner in the evening, and then they parted.

When it was almost dark in the afternoon, Yan Feng bought a lot of New Year's goods and brought them to Aunt Liu's place. This place is quite shabby, after all, it is a place to live provided by the sanitation company, don't expect it to be good.

"Aunt Liu, Uncle Wang, I'm here. This is something I bought when I came. The two of them were already arranging food at Aunt Liu's residence, and when they saw Yan Feng coming, they greeted her.

"It's good to come, what else do you bring?" After Aunt Liu let Yan Feng in, she poured him a cup of tea. "It's a little small, so let's just take a look. ”

"The place is very good, although the sparrows are small, but they are all in place. "It's not a lot of space, but there is no shortage of toilets and kitchens.

"Xiao Feng, you sit down first, and you can eat it soon. ”

"I'm here to help, too. Yan Feng said that despite Aunt Liu's dissuasion, he went directly into the kitchen to help.

The small kitchen is crowded with three people, but it has a warm taste. The three of them worked together, and the speed was much faster, and soon a small table was full of all kinds of dishes. During this period, Yan Feng also showed his hand and made some dishes that he was good at. Therefore, the dishes on the table are also distinctive, and the hometown dishes from the three places make the food look even more colorful, which makes people mouthful.

"Come, Happy New Year!" said three people from different places, raising their cups in their hands.

"Bang, bang, bang''''''" At this time, fireworks also set off in the sky in the distance. The blooming iron trees and silver flowers in the sky have added a lot of festive flavor to this year.

I ate a very happy meal, and I also ate a sense of happiness that Yan Feng had not tasted for many years. Since Lao Yan passed away, Yan Feng has eaten New Year's dinner with him. Every time I think of everyone else having a family reunion, I can't help but think about how nice it would be if my biological parents were there.

At the end of the meal, everyone stopped talking, as if they were thinking about their own business.

Maybe she thought of something, Aunt Liu looked at Yan Feng quietly, and the water in her eyes was spinning. "If my son is still alive, he should be as old as Xiao Feng, right?" The tears in her eyes flowed gently, crossing the vicissitudes of life on her face, and Aunt Liu turned her head to look out the window. Is it pain, or is it longing? Maybe it's both.

"Your Aunt Liu once had a son, but unfortunately he is gone. Hey'''''' "Uncle Wang knows Aunt Liu very well, but he doesn't want to say more. "Actually, I used to have a happy home. In a car accident, his wife, who was pregnant with Rokka, passed away''''' "The happy people in the world are similar, but the unfortunate people have their own misfortunes."

"If you don't dislike me, make me your son. Yan Feng's desire for his relatives in his heart was actually stronger than anyone else's. Although we only got along for a short day, the intimacy between them was very homely.

Maybe the acquaintance of strangers does not require too many words, and the feelings in the heart will shorten the distance between each other.

This year has not been as lonely as imagined, but more about the warmth that the world needs each other. The year of another country has a unique flavor''''''

In the days to come, if he was free, Yan Feng would visit the two of them. In fact, Yan Feng hoped that the two could form a family, but unfortunately he didn't know what the reason was, as if there was an invisible wall between the two.

The Spring Festival long fake is really not long, and it didn't take long for it to end, and the spring training of Chinese professional football also began.