After entering the new millennium, the earth will not end the world, but will flourish. A lot of great things have also happened in China. In 2001, China joined the WTO, Beijing successfully bid for the Olympic Games, and Shanghai bid for APEC. In 2002, the Chinese team qualified for the World Cup in Japan and South Korea, which should not be a big deal, but think about the next time the Chinese team appears, I don't know what year, it is also a big event, the 16th National Congress of the Communist Party of China. In 2003, he challenged SARS and launched the God V. 2004, Athens Olympic Games. In 2005, the launch of the Divine VI. In 2006, the Qinghai-Tibet Railway was opened. 2007, Chang'e-1, 17th National Congress of the Communist Party of China. 2008, Fighting Ice and Snow, Earthquake Relief, Beijing Olympic Games, Shenzhou No. 7.

In 2009, a major event also happened in Chen Feng's life. He dropped out of school. He was supposed to be a sophomore on a college campus. His father had a serious illness, and the family could no longer afford to provide him with education. His father bought him a train ticket to work in City A. He held the train ticket in his hand, and his heart was full of emotion, he was about to leave the village where he had lived for 20 years, and he reluctantly embarked on the road of part-time work. With the 1,500 yuan given to him by his father, he took a simple bag and embarked on the road south. Chen Feng stood on the stone road and looked back at the familiar village, where several mountains were leaning against each other, guarding the peace and tranquility of the village like a guardian spirit. The village has never experienced floods or dries, nor earthquakes or mudslides. The villagers relied on the mountains to eat the mountains, and for decades, hundreds of years, they thrived and grew in this village. There are also more than 3,000 villagers, and this village has had its own people, robbers, and hooligans. Villages are not rich or poor, there are more than 100,000 such villages in China.

He dragged the suitcase, he was a little confused at the moment, he knew that he had a long way to go in the future, but he didn't know how to go, he could only follow the living method left by his ancestors, take one step, count one step. Chen Feng was walking on the gravel road and met a few villagers, who looked at his outfit and knew that he would also embark on the road of part-time work. There was no joy or sorrow on his face, and the expression on his face was as rough as a dry book. "Chen Feng, go to work." Chen Feng nodded. "Do a good job, do a good job and bring the village to work." Chen Feng said: "Try your best, I don't know if I can live." The villagers sighed and returned to the village.

Chen Feng stepped on the train, this was the first time he left the house and ran into the distance, feeling a little melancholy in his heart. It's more about facing the distance, the unknown future. Chen Feng bought a pack of cigarettes at the commissary. He doesn't smoke. Smoking seems to be a sign of entering society. The attendant urged the passengers to get on the bus, but Chen Feng left in a hurry, and he didn't get an ID card, but just a temporary ID card, and went south in a hurry. He didn't get a ticket either. He stood in the carriage with a sloppy attitude, out of place with these people of society. He walked to the back of the car. A few middle-aged people also did not buy tickets and smoked cigarettes at the back of the carriage. The tail is smoky and foggy. Some people simply sat on the carriage, and Chen Feng leaned against the door and window. Looking at the mountains and buildings flashing outside the window, I felt an inexplicable melancholy in my heart. He lit a cigarette and smoked it, the cigarette choked and he coughed a few times, and he had a feeling of wanting to vomit. Spitting in the compartment is always bad. He put the phlegm back into his stomach. Chen Feng took a few sips. I'm still not used to it. A middle-aged man with a flat head asked, "Young man, you're smoking for the first time, right?" Chen Feng nodded. Smoking is bad for your health, why should you learn it? ”

"You're pretty tough, so why are you smoking? I smoke because I have troubles. My son was admitted to Nanjing University, and I am happy for her. In the face of high tuition fees, I was at a loss and had to go south to work. ”

"What university?" The smoker next to him asked. Southerners say Nanzi and always like to pronounce the syllables that are blue. "Nanjing University."

"It was a great university. Your baby is fighting for you, you should be happy. ”

"I'm also happy, but I just want to get so much money for him to study, and the family is alone with me, and I am stretched."

"It's still troublesome for you to have such a competitive son. My son was not admitted to university, he still wants to study, I don't want him to go to college, so young to enter the society, it is indispensable for him to suffer. ”

"If you don't get in, what are you studying? If I'm you, you let him go out to work. It's good to see the world. ”

"It's good for the child to read more books, fortunately, your son is angry and didn't let your ideas fall through." Most of the two middle-aged people talk about their children.

"You don't know I'm not well? Medication is often required. I originally wanted him to go out to work and share the family, but he was admitted to college again, I can't help but let him study, that baby hates me all my life, I borrowed left and right to make up enough tuition, borrowed other people's money and have to pay it back, and the family can't make any money, so I can only go outside to work. ”

Chen Feng leaned his back against the door and fell into thought again. He actually wanted to study very much, and he was also admitted to a second university that was neither good nor bad, and he wanted to finish his studies, but his father's serious illness shattered his thoughts. It was already difficult for his elderly father to support the family, let alone afford his college expenses. He had no choice but to go to a distant place to work, and his father borrowed the money for his trip out from elsewhere, and his father never followed him how much money the family owed. Chen Feng also knows a lot, his father's money for medical treatment and two years of college expenses are all borrowed. His father was afraid that Chen Feng's travel expenses would not be enough, so he gave him an extra 500 yuan, and Chen Feng could only express his gratitude and gratitude to such a father.

The sky gradually darkened, and the window became darker and darker, leaving only mottled black shadows. I couldn't tell if it was a tree or a house, and when I passed through the tunnel, there was a roaring sound, as if I had fallen into an endless hell. Chen Feng was in the carriage, standing for a day, and now he is very tired. He leaned against the door, his eyes closed. Someone went up to the bathroom and passed by him. Next to it is the smoking area, there are constantly people smoking back and forth, Chen Feng inhales second-hand smoke, and seems to be gradually accustomed to the smell of smoke. The train didn't know when it would arrive, drowsiness hit, Chen Feng didn't care about the dirty board, the smoky carriage, he sat on the board and fell asleep.

The train dragged his dream and staggered into the distance. In his sleep, he seemed to hear the murmuring of his parents, the sound of frogs in the fields, the howling of porcupines in the mountains, and the hungry sound of a big yellow dog in the house. Chen Feng would take a bowl of rice, then knock an egg for it to eat, then stroke the rhubarb, and say, "Rhubarb, if I go to a distant place and no one feeds you egg rice, will you be hungry?" "The big yellow dog always cares about eating, and doesn't look at him. There are also playmates who accompany him, many of whom have left this village, or go to university, or work part-time, and everyone is scattered like dandelions. Chen Feng also went out, and finally said goodbye to these, as if he had lost a mentor and friend. He never forgets his childhood, but as he grows up, he always learns to grow up.

The roar of the train is heard, and the train arrives at another platform. Someone was pushing him, Chen Feng opened his eyes, and the conductor was urging him to get out of the way and let the passengers get off the train. Chen Feng was still very tired, got up from the carriage like a mess of mud, and walked to the opposite door. The passengers got off the bus one after another, and Chen Feng looked at the sky through the glass of the door. The sky was slightly bright, and I didn't know what time it was, Chen Feng asked the conductor: "The terminal station A city should be almost there." "It's three hours away." The conductor said. Chen Feng looked blankly at the distance, the raised peaks, buildings, and big rivers broke in from the car window from time to time, Chen Feng suddenly felt very small, like a drop in the ocean.

It's summery, but you can feel a little cold. The conductor opened the door of the toilet again, and the passengers went to the toilet one after another. The passenger passed by Chen Feng, and he couldn't sleep well. There are also constant people smoking next to him. Chen Feng could only move one position and enter the carriage. Most of the people found inside were also sleeping. They leaned back in their seats, some on the coffee table, some with their feet apart. It seems that he will not be given half an ass to sit on. They have different postures. Some people open their mouths as if to inhale air, some bury their heads under their arms, and some lean on the shoulders of others. Looking at their appearance, they are not much better than Chen Feng. Their hair is messy, their clothes are sloppy, they don't sleep very well, and their haggard appearance makes people feel a little distressed. There were also a few who did not have seats, and they were so sleepy that they still did it in the carriage, and put their legs under the seats, and they stepped over them, regardless of the people who came and went.