A withered yellow leaf floats up from the ground and grows on the bare branch, the branch turns yellow and green, the leaf becomes verdant and full, the spring rain hits, and the buds are beginning to bloom. In this novel, we assume that we have gone back in time.

A life was pierced by a bullet and withered on the execution ground. Through the bloodstains, we see Du Jun's life floating again like a dead leaf that fell to the ground. The blood clots that had soaked into the dirt began to become vivid, and they gathered back into his body, and the muzzle of the gun was scarred, and Du Jun sat up, stood, and walked the way he came.

Du Jun broke free from the hands of the two policemen, left the venue of the public judgment meeting, and returned to the prison. The narrow window overhead squeezed in a few rays of light. He chewed on two meals a day, two per meal, and it was difficult to swallow. He remembered Chi Zhiqiang's famous lyrics: "Holding the head of the nest in his hand, the tears can't stop flowing down." Du Jun really shed tears.

What's the use of you shedding tears now? During the trial of Du Jun's case, the secretary of the county Commission for Discipline Inspection said angrily and regretfully, how young you are!

Yes, Du Jun is very young, he was only 31 years old when he was appointed as the vice president in charge of business at the county agricultural bank. 31 years old, the years of shining like gold. He really wanted to make a career. However, the temptation of this world is too great for people. To endure hardships and talk extravagantly about careers, you must have extraordinary restraint and patience. Faced with the embrace of money, beautiful women, cars, and bungalows, Du Jun was dizzy. It all started when the unit built an office building. The foreman of a construction team knocked on Du Jun's door and presented him with a set of exquisite wall calendars. Even more exquisite is the 50,000 yuan wrapped in the wall calendar. Du Jun, who was in charge of the infrastructure of the office building, had insomnia that night, and the two Du Jun fought all night, one Du Jun wanted to return the money to the contractor, and the other Du Jun refused to let him live or die. As a result, Du Jun took a compromise approach and deposited the money in another bank in his wife's name. Soon, the project fell into the hands of this contractor. The next thing is that Du Jun no longer has insomnia. A company came to invite, and after he was full of wine and food, he pulled Du Jun into the sauna, and gave him two cigarettes after his muscles were soft and his legs were weak. When I got home, I saw that each cigarette was a hundred-dollar bill. The next day, Du Jun waved his pen and approved a loan of 3 million yuan. Then the Hong Kong businessman came to the door. Hong Kong businessmen wanted to do a steel business with President Du, so they brought Du Jun to Hong Kong, and after a five-day trip, a key to a villa was held in Du Jun's hands. In return, Du Jun embezzled 8 million savings deposits. And then? It was the office building that had just been built that half collapsed, and three employees were covered downstairs. And then? It is that the loan cannot be recovered, and the misappropriated deposit is gone. And later? It was the East Window incident that was investigated and dealt with by the Commission for Discipline Inspection and handed over to the procuratorate, and Du Jun entered the prison.

In the prison, the first person to see Du Jun was his middle school homeroom teacher, the gray-eyed homeroom teacher didn't say anything, just trembling and handed a yellowed piece of paper to Du Jun. Du Jun opened the piece of paper, it was his application for joining the group, and the red in the lower right corner was still clearly recognizable.

Du Jun returned to the beautiful campus. Du Jun began his middle school career, and the diligent and studious Du Jun wrote an application for joining the group. When Du Jun learned that his name was not on the list of the first batch of development team members, he rewrote the application, bit his middle finger, signed it, and handed it to the secretary of the Youth League. Du Jun finally put on the regimental emblem. Du Jun was rated as an "advanced pacesetter" in the "Five Stresses and Four Beauty" activities, and he returned the 100 yuan he found to the owner......

Parents who live in the countryside came. They brought a large canvas bag. My parents said, "Son, try your favorite boiled corn and baked sweet potatoes when you were a kid."

Facing his elderly parents, Du Jun put his head on the ground and knelt down in the dust.

Du Jun walked on the fields of his hometown. Du Jun went to work in the production team with his parents. He saw a group of friends digging sweet potatoes and breaking corn, and followed them. Autumn is as deep as the sea, and the fields are sparse and mysterious. A puff of smoke rose and the friends cheered as they roasted corn and sweet potatoes. Du Jun swallowed his saliva, resolutely turned around, ran back to the field where the adults were working, and reported the matter to the production captain......

The summer night was hot and long, Du Jun wrapped himself around his father's lap, listened to his father tell the story of the thirteenth sister of the chivalrous girl, and his mother fanned him with mosquitoes, listening to it, Du Jun fell asleep. In his sleep, Du Jun became smaller and smaller. Du Jun babbled and toddled. Du Jun crawled all over the ground, waiting to be fed. Du Jun landed in this world with his mother's bloody pain.

At this time, a spring rain had just bloomed the willow buds in the courtyard.