I want to go

After the holiday, I went to Wuhan to find a job, only to find that it was ridiculous that I once despised those who couldn’t get a job. I didn’t find a job after several days of traveling in Wuhan, so I wanted to return empty-handed brazenly. A person in the street, in the crowded street close-up into a black spot, alone, watching a scene and a thing, watching the floating clouds, watching the strange things on the stalls of peddlers, looking at the train passing by on the rails nearby and the subway under construction, looking down on the overpass, there are huge pipelines and the smell of reinforced concrete. The city is running expressionless, too late to chase, I have left behind. This is Wuhan, the hot and dry weather, the city of desire, the floating population and the floating heart. Thousands of people pour into the city every day, and thousands of people leave the city every day, and more of them are passers-. This is a peak period for college students to apply for jobs. In the Internet cafe, tap and click on the greasy keyboard and mouse. An application cast out is like a stone sinking into the sea, and more boring people call in. On the bus, it was still crowded, pushing and shoving, and the roar of the engine accompanied by the noise of making a concession and walking back. In the office, there are some so-called managers every day. The supervisors receive hopeful job seekers with hypocritical smiles, and then a few minutes later, they send away people whose hopes are broken. The hypocritical smile cannot cover the real face, and even the evil black heart. Crowded, cars came and went, and no place could be found. I am should leave! Like (prose editor: Ke Er) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…