According to the classmates in the examination room, I used too much force in the college entrance examination, and in only a few days, my already thin body was squeezed out of the last flesh by the college entrance examination, and only a skeleton was left with a layer of girl's painted skin.

I could only pull the corners of my mouth, laugh palely, and finally sit on my knees in a corner of my soul and cry for my uselessness.

Once, I did so many test papers without distraction, and the most important one was a life answer sheet that could change my fate, but I was groggy after the opening.

All the pent-up fears at that time took the opportunity to backfire, and frantically crashed into my sleepless brain. His hands trembled so much that he could hardly press the tip of his pen, his heart was so flustered that he lost his rhythm, and his head hurt so much that he almost exploded.

Finally, I pray, I ask God:

As long as I can finish this exam, I am willing to live only in the world until I am 30 years old, and if I can't give it at 30 years old, I can do it at the age of 25.

At the age of 25, I should be able to read the most important stops of the world.

God finally opened its languid eyes slightly, and finally, I clutched the dime coin that had entered the examination room with the stationery bag, and spent all my strength muttering at it.

Gather all my thoughts and spend the rest of my life gambling on that day.

Finally, there was no too much white space in the test paper.

However, in the end, I still couldn't go to Tsinghua University.

The poverty of my family did not allow me to repeat my studies, and in those dark days, a group of volunteers did not dare to fill in Tsinghua University, and all the other ideal key universities I filled in also missed.

Later, I went to the second batch of undergraduate supplements, and I re-filled in a second-class college in Luoyang, the ancient capital of the Thirteen Dynasties.

So, there's this train, there's this train, being torn apart by fatigue and being dragged into that painful memories and nightmares that make me painful.

University, away from the hometown that made me infinitely painful, away from that mountain road, I will be better.

I sat and looked at the three o'clock train in the morning.

In the middle aisle lay people who didn't buy seats.

Adults and children lie crookedly in the aisle in the carriage with the smell of smoke, instant noodles, and foot odor, or simply lie under the seat of someone else's car with only their heads and tails exposed, and then let the snoring sound come and go.

When the snoring is sounding, there may be a staff member pushing a pick-up truck to sell instant noodles and ham sausages.

Whenever the little girl pushed the cart by, it would attract a group of people to scold and scold, and the troubled people had to get up and make way for a narrow path for the trolley to push through with all kinds of martial arts.

The announcer made a tactful announcement, and there was still an hour before Luoyang Station.

I got up from my seat and watched the commotion in the whole carriage, where there were several pairs of boys and girls and their parents who were also sent to school, patting their heads on their laps or moving their shoulders to wake up with their crooked heads.

While muttering, he opened his sleepy young face, wiped away the saliva from the corners of his mouth with reluctance, and listened to the train in a daze.

"Mom, wake up, it's almost there, let's go to the toilet on the train?" I woke my mother up from her fatigue.

"What's wrong?" She got up suddenly, half of her face was deeply seared with the veins of the fabric of her clothes, she quickly touched the position of her underwear, and kept reading to me opposite:

"Fortunately, the money is still here, but this is the tuition fee that my grandfather borrowed from my grandmother... Did you wake up? Oh, I have to hurry up and get rid of it, you look at the luggage, there are 5 large bags and small bags, and none of them can be risked. You can also relieve your hands later, the toilet outside is expensive, and you can relieve your hands and five cents. This person has a lot of thoughts, how can he sleep and drip, and he doesn't let people pass, let one let one let go, and step on it carefully..."

The stout body writhed awkwardly in the aisle, trying to avoid the various bodies lying on the back, and went to line up for a toilet that still smelled in late summer and early autumn, but smelled better than any thatched hut in the village.

The ears echoed with the announcer's friendly reminder and introduction to the ancient capital of Luoyang:

"Dear passengers and friends, the front station is Luoyang Station, please get off the passengers and friends, pack your luggage, go to the door of the train in advance to get off the train, Luoyang is located in the west of Henan Province, is a historical city, the ancient capital of the Thirteen Dynasties..."

Later, I lifted the blue cloth cover on the train seat, stepped on the seat, and desperately dragged down the bedding and luggage on the shelves above our heads.

And, of course, my school bag.

and in my school bag, the letter of acceptance from Lori that once made me sad, but I was reluctant to throw it away.

The heat wave hit in the early hours of the morning, and we squeezed out the train door with the flow of people, and walked towards the door with the crowd, checking in and leaving the station.

In the square at the entrance of the railway station, we could finally take a breath, and our mother and daughter sat on the luggage package and met the mother and daughter who also came to Luoyang to study and send them to school.

We struggled to fan the wind of paper, with a thick Henan accent, chatting about where we came from, which school and which department we went to, and exchanged each other's results in the college entrance examination.

From four o'clock to six o'clock in the morning, in the scorching heat of late summer and early autumn, we waited for the first welcome bus to West China University of Technology.

The sky was blue and the clouds were white, and that was the first time I saw him, the boy who was as dazzling as the morning sun in summer.

It was he who gave me the opportunity to constantly rewrite my later destiny.