I went back to bed and lay down, but I couldn't fall asleep. The experience of the past few days had a great impact on me.

Suddenly, I feel that I am not adapted to this society. Is it because I cannot keep up with the times, or is the times about to abandon me? Life on campus is full of sunshine and hope. Every day life is fulfilling and regular. All you need to do is "keep your ears to the outside and read only the books of sages." There is a vast amount of knowledge in the school library, and there is endless learning. You can always find a readable book in it. But after walking out of the school gate , what you face is no longer simple campus life. You can’t even find a book to read.

The big dye vat of society gives you the greatest freedom, the most diverse choices, and also gives you endless psychedelic temptations, as if it has been covered with a veil, making you unable to see clearly, unable to see through, and dare not easily Go and open it. As the saying goes: "All roads lead to Rome". However, you are not ready to choose yet. You really need a "mentor" on the road of life, but you have left campus, and society actually There are many "mentors" prepared, but you are confused and at a loss as to what to do because you don't know whether they are angels who lead you to hope or ghosts who lead you into destruction.

On the one hand, there are hardships, poverty, and a life with no hope or future. On the other hand, there are all kinds of bustling, bustling, feasting, and materialistic temptations. How should I choose my own life path? Is it better to continue to huddle in this leaky place? A cold bed in a shabby house leaking moonlight, or should you embrace the colorful world of warm fragrant nephrite and flaming red lips?

In addition to teaching us some book knowledge, some technical skills, some ways of thinking, and some philosophical concepts, the school does not seem to teach us how to adapt to this society. "We must be people who are useful to society and the motherland." This is what the school means to us The requirements are also the teacher’s expectations of us. How can we live up to them?

Tossing and turning, having trouble falling asleep.

The moonlight outside the window has silently poured in. My lonely and melancholy thoughts have turned into thousands of entanglements, wrapping me tightly, as if I am about to be suffocated. The night is surprisingly quiet. I even turn my body and move the bed board. Son, even the "floor" with the bamboo fence creaked intermittently...I don't know if this sound is a mockery of fate, a sigh of life, or something else.

If there really is Chang'e in the bright moon, will she see the struggle and suffering in my heart at this moment?

I don’t think I will make a living by shining shoes on the street, nor will I go to the "Golden Triangle" to make a living. So where should I go? That is my direction, that is my life, and that is my destiny?

There are some opportunities in Chengdu. For example, organize those "backpackers" like my father to form a gang or association. It would be best to have a "Migrant Workers Mutual Aid Association" or something like that, and you have to register with the government. Obtain legal procedures.

This is also a way. After all, I have "battled" with them before, and we are all familiar with each other, and there are many peers who also want to change their destiny, but they just lack the right opportunity. What if, I stand up and take the lead? ". They will stand by my side. With them as the "core", and then develop and unite with others, we will grow stronger.

After all, we are the ones who "pushed the train".

People often say: "The cowhide is blown, the train is pushed." They and I have actually pushed the train. In fact, "pushing the train" is to unload the goods in the railway station cargo yard.

In those days, goods from the south to the north were transported by railway, and each "train skin" was sent to the Chengdu freight yard. The train locomotive pulled the train car to the freight yard platform, unloaded the car and drove away. But these "train skins" one by one were not

They are all facing the platform of the freight yard. To unload the goods, you must first rely on manpower to push the "train wagon" to a position just facing the platform, and then "unseal" the goods. After unloading a wagon, you must

Pushing the empty wagons away and then pushing another one to unload it is really the coolest of coolies.

But because we are all stragglers, without organization or team, we have temporary work, so we all come together to do it. What we did together today may not come tomorrow due to various reasons. We have been bullied by others and have been deducted.

Hard-earned money, and no bargaining for fair power and capital. Therefore, these coolies in Chengdu are organized, and each person pays one yuan a day for "membership dues" or "protection fees."

The income of thousands of dollars is tens of thousands a month and hundreds of thousands a year. But they spent a small amount of money, but they got stable "protection". I can also make a difference. As long as the organization grows bigger, the people who come to join me will

The number will definitely increase. Those bosses who bully others will also be afraid, scrupulous and awe-inspiring.

But if I really do this, will I be imitating "Shanghai Beach"? Will it evolve from an "association" to a "gangster"? At that time, will I still have the ability to control the development of this force?

Change? If not, how can I end it? Can I still end it?

It seems that this road is also unworkable.

After thinking about it, there is no result. I feel dizzy and dizzy. I feel like a "trapped animal", "imprisoned" in the silent dark night, with no "enemy" and no "friend" in sight.

;Neither an "entrance" nor an "exit" can be found.
Chapter completed!