Time will make you understand love, time can prove love, and it can also overthrow love. There is no kind of grief that cannot be alleviated by time.

If time can't make you forget those you shouldn't remember, what's the point of the years we've lost?

How nice would it be if all the sorrow, the pain, the failures were fake? It's a pity that there are a lot of false feelings and false meanings in the world, and your own pain, failure, and sorrow are always true.

"Dad, I want to go out to work tomorrow."

"Where to go?"

"Shenzhen."

"Shenzhen, so far away, you, you a...... Alone"

"No, I'm with my classmate, he will wait for me at the county station tomorrow, and then we will take the bus to the city railway station together, and then take the train to Shenzhen."

"Why, running so far?" Father said helplessly.

"It's okay, I'm not alone, and besides, the factory I went to, there are also a few people in our village who work there."

"You've got in touch with work, you must go, you have thought about it, you must go..... you must go," Dad said excitedly.

"Yes, don't worry, it's fine."

Dad didn't speak again.

"Now that you've decided to go out, your mom knows your character. Besides, there's no way we can help you find a decent job. However, you should tell us in advance, and your dad and I will help you sort things out in advance. ”

"Dad, you go to the commissary to buy some food, buy a few more buckets of instant noodles, there are many people on the train, the food is expensive, I'll help the child sort out the clothes......" The mother turned around before she could say anything, and the moment I turned around, I saw that my mother's eyes were full of tears.

The next day my mother got up early to cook for me, and she made me sweet noodles. While scooping noodles into the bowl, she said to me: My family is poor, and you have to look at a lot of blank eyes and suffer a lot of grievances when you go out to work this time, so bear with it more. As he spoke, tears poured down his face. I ate noodles and my mother helped me with my luggage. Her folded felt strips were older than mine, and they were covered in layers of map-like urine marks. The mother wept as she folded.

"Mom, it's not cold in the central and southern parts of the country, so you don't need to bring too many clothes, so you don't need to bring that felt."

"Just went, you don't get used to it, cover your stomach at night."

I also have a sour nose. For the first time in my life, I had a sweet tooth and tasted salty. The book says that tears are a concrete portrayal of weakness. I said, no! Mother's tears made me feel that tears are also love. Tears are a result of too much love overflowing.

"I'm also going to the county seat to buy some pesticides, and it just so happens that we'll go to the county seat together." My father found a reason to send me.

Soon arrived at the station.

"Dad, you should be busy first, my classmates are still waiting for me there. Hurry up and transfer me to the train station."

"Dad, slow down, I'll go first."

"Actually, there are no classmates waiting for you at all, you are going alone, don't you, you don't have to hide it from me anymore. I know it with your mother. ”

"You must pay attention to your body outside, put the money on your body, and if you really can't find a job, come back, at least have food and shelter at home......"

"Well, got it, it's okay."

I got into another bus not far away, rolled down the window, and stuck my head out to look at my father again. My father was still standing there, the biting cold wind running in all directions, cowering helplessly, wiping his tears with his rough hands. The hair was gray, without a bit of shine, like yellow straw. The face was red from the cold, some parts of the cheeks were blown by the cold wind, and the bloodshot could be faintly seen, and the wrinkles on the forehead were clearly visible, one by one, like the rolling waves in the sea, and like the ruthless carving of the old man of time. The eyeballs lacked moisture, and they were full of tiredness and a hint of sadness. Tears blurred my vision, and slowly the car got farther and farther away......

Leave your loved ones, your friends, your hometown, and go to a developed city on the coast. We're not going to travel, we're not going to have fun, we're just here to live.

From the very beginning, we knew we had made the wrong choice. We grew up in the countryside, and the hardships we endured were not something that the children in the city could experience. So we know better what it means to embark on the road of part-time work. But for the sake of life, we have no choice, even if it is an extremely difficult road, we still have to go on.

Leaving the hometown that raised us for more than ten years, leaving the parents who have accompanied us for more than ten years, and leaving those partners who grew up together. We traveled far away, to a place that we were unfamiliar with, to a place that we might yearn for a little bit in our hearts, to a place where we were going to live for a while, to a place where there were too many tastes waiting for us.

"Leaving Parents and Friends"

"Waving with tears in his eyes"

"The wind and rain don't stop"

"I walked silently on the long road"

Chen Xing's "New Migrant Ballad" The turbulent train sounded. No one knows, but in the hearts of our group of workers, it will always be the most popular and best music. Especially when we wave goodbye to our loved ones, step on the train, and start this journey of life, we really understand who this song is for.