It was a bright sunny day, and in the scorching light, I was like a plate of stuffy potatoes, smelling steamed from top to bottom.

If you serve it with a small dish of farmhouse sauce now, you can serve it.

In the Changchun Railway Station, there was a crowd of people, and I carried a bulging travel bag on my back, dragging a boxy suitcase in my right hand, and moved in the direction of the exit with a big breath.

As I stood outside the huge train station, I finally put myself in a new environment, and I wanted to wave to my former self and say zaijian to my high school career.

Farewell, cowardly self! Farewell, Zhu Yang I loved!

There was a long road in front of me, and I followed the flow of people, swimming in an endless direction.

Along the way, you will see all kinds of middle-aged people, all of whom have a big sign on a black background on a white background hanging from their dark necks, and keep muttering: "Do you want to stay in a hotel?" There is a computer room, and there is a private bathroom. ”

I followed the crowd indifferently, indifferently passing through buildings, roadside stalls, and shouting for purchases.

Until what I heard and saw on the road, I was in the back of my mind.

It is extremely inhumane to arrange the school season at such a time when you can go anywhere. I wish I could melt my bulky luggage into a puddle of cement and stick to whomever I wanted, as long as I could go to a place where I could sweat immediately.

Despite the undisciplined weather in Changchun challenging my physical limits, I still found my school unyieldingly.

Today is September 1st, and it is also the first day of my college career.

Since then, the life of dog blood has officially begun to splash fresh dog blood.

After the report, I found the dormitory building with my sixth sense of physiology.

Standing downstairs in the dormitory, looking at the huge chunk of suitcases on the ground. I turned around and gave the tall uncle behind me a neat look.

He picked up my suitcase and strode upstairs like a fly.

The uncle in front of me is actually not familiar with me at all, he is just a manual laborer I just hired at the train station for fifty yuan.

I was exhausted from a night train journey.

Dragging tired body parts into the dormitory, the black smoke miasma can no longer describe the scene in front of me, this is simply a crime scene.

The room is full of garbage and dust bags, as if as soon as you enter the house, the air you bring up will set off a dust storm.

I reflexively raised my right hand and stirred up and down a few cycles in front of my fat face, followed by a broken step back into the hallway outside the dormitory.

I looked at the parents of the students shuttling back and forth around me, brooms in their hands and mops in their hands.

They were flying up and down in a small space, and their daughters were greeting each other with their daughters: Hello, my name is A or B, I live in your upper or lower bunk, I'm from ?????? You see, the girls are accompanied by their elderly and middle-aged parents. In contrast, I feel more like a runaway girl who has not yet passed the rebellious period.

Nobody paid attention to me, and of course I ignored no one else.

"I have to go." Uncle suddenly put his huge palm on my shoulder and said to me.

I looked back and looked at the plump beads of sweat on his forehead, which were really crystal clear.

"Kid! I'll carry the luggage for you, I'm leaving! The uncle looked at me stunned, and then flashed his generous palm a few times in front of me, and I reacted.

"Ahh No way! "I grabbed my uncle's clothes.

"What's wrong? The luggage is also carried for you, so you won't let me clean up the bedroom for you. The honest uncle wiped the fine sweat from his forehead with his huge palm as he spoke.

"You can't go, didn't you hear it just now! At one o'clock at noon today, there is a parent-teacher conference, can you help me hold a parent-teacher meeting before leaving? Shall I give you another fifty dollars? ”

Of course, my uncle refused my request without hesitation, and then turned and left.

I was standing in a noisy hallway, dust, confetti, rags flying all over the sky.

Through these dynamic objects, I looked at the tall and strong back of my uncle, who disappeared little by little at the end of the corridor.

At that moment, I seemed to see my father five years ago, he left me and my mother without looking back, and everything in front of me made my heart feel a little sad.