"Cao Fang" has thousands of lights in his eyes, and his lips are bright, but it is a sunset.

One day, I worked overtime in the middle of the night, standing in the French window and looking down. A section of glazed lamps flashed downstairs on the 36th floor. On WeChat, I saw a friend studying in North America say, "This is a year of luxury and anxiety. Freedom means panic, and despair means suffocation in the heat.". I almost cried when I poked an adjective.

Chen Nanxi's sentence "There are thousands of lights in my eyes, but my lips are bright and never set" flashed through my mind. I don't know what time it is, but I'm still too excited to stop without sunset.

Luxury and anxiety, freedom and despair, I looked at the night outside the window, and I wondered if someone often felt this way after working for several years.

Fangcaodi is where Chen Nanxi works.

I have been there twice.

The first time I caught up with Halloween, naughty pumpkins and equally naughty children ran around in the crowd. They laughed and danced, shouting "trick or treat"! My friends and I sat opposite each other, eating light dishes on the table and worrying about each other's work and future.

At that time, we had just boarded the train drifting north barefoot, giving up a stable life and food and clothing. The road ahead is long, and there are countless temptations beckoning to teenagers. The bigger the stage, the more beautiful it is. Young people are so greedy that they can't see through anything and want it.

When I came to Cao Fang for the second time, it was just after the Spring Festival. Take a taxi for 40 minutes, and wait for a bowl of Lamian Noodles to line up for an hour. In the cold winter, everyone's face is filled with the breath of Chinese New Year. And I left my hometown and went north, and all I ate in a mouthful of Japanese noodles was the taste of my hometown. Time unknown, still wandering, always looking forward to your safety, and strive to add meals.

I often think about it when I work in the future. Memory is this place, let Chen Nanxi write that sentence.

This song has nothing to do with the hero's friendship and love, but it is an impact portrayal of dreams and reality. A thoughtful person struggles to get up, and his heart is extremely excited and surging. However, he is often given a gift called disappointment, and sometimes he will be lonely and think for a long time. However, the little flame in his heart will not go out, he will cry all the way, he will go over and pay empty talk, and he will pick up the gloomy clouds all the way. We look at the unknown and the changed, and think quietly in the long night until dawn.

Grassland is really beautiful and luxurious, I believe, just like many people's dreams.

I have changed jobs several times, visited several cities and met groups of amateurs.

Before merging with Didi, there was an impressive girl in the Uber team. She is gentle in appearance but tough in style, and often goes to strange cities alone. A few months later, the city started a new Uber business, and she won proudly like a soldier.

I often envy her for her energy and so many battles to fight. Every battle is her medal, which makes her extremely powerful in the face of life. I like her talking about the light in her eyes at the dinner table. It burns!

However, on the day Didi and Uber merged, she was like a depressed puppy who had just finished fighting. We sat for a long time, and she drank coke glass by glass as wine, but she was not drunk. Finally, she cried sadly. "What should I do after this? Suddenly I feel that my opponent has become a family and I don't know who to hit ... "I asked her if she wanted to stay in the merged Uber. She looked at the swaying coke in the cup and said nothing. The princess is dead, and the young dragon slayer's heart is still burning. Countless battles, countless climbs, countless ecstasy, countless tears.

Later, I listened to Prairie for her, and I heard it.

She called me from out of town. We talked about her exciting days, her favorite city slogans and burning slogans, her understanding of youth and her pursuit of the future. I just didn't say how she is now. I don't want to know so early. I have been thinking that when we meet again in a few years, she must be as indifferent and obsessed with swords and shadows as before. I hope so.

When I was young, I was really lucky to find a job that I could work hard for, but who will be lucky forever? Only by working harder and being more peaceful can we have more opportunities to meet our favorite good career, and we can also take up a more open-minded attitude to accept the disappointment of life.

I still remember when I graduated from college, I was full of fear for the future. I gave up graduate school, missed the postgraduate entrance examination, didn't go abroad to take GRE, and didn't go to a famous enterprise for internship. Other people's strange eyes killed me a thousand times like a sharp knife. My cat lives with a knife in the dormitory every day.

It was really one of the few gloomy days in my life. I'm going crazy with anxiety, but I have no idea. When you think about what you want to be in the future, where do you decide? I always hope that every stage is step by step, and I will always get disappointed or even more cruel lessons.

Later, I quit the hustle and bustle of going abroad and found my first small job with low salary and nothing to do with my major.

Later, I jumped from this small platform to a larger platform and opened a colorful door that had never been opened before. It is necessary to bear hardships, but I suddenly feel a little moved. I had so much anxiety that I stumbled all the way. Many unrealistic stories that I dare not think about occasionally miraculously appear in front of me. I am happy and scared, I don't know if I deserve such a good gift, and sometimes I am a little greedy. I hope those wonderful things can visit my door again.

But have I figured out what I want to be? Does my job help me become me in the fuel? Have I paid off all the debt of gratitude listed in the white paper? I am one year older, and I don't think as much about philosophy of life as before. I've studied it before, but now I just want to be innocent.

Well, think about the lyrics,

There are some questions I haven't figured out yet. How can there be a once-and-for-all career, monsters and dragons that can't be killed? But aren't these anxious years also a struggle experience?

I really don't want to comfort myself, and I didn't expect the years to be quiet. I hope I can be as brave as the author, occasionally lose my temper, get angry, drink a bowl of wine and tell myself heroically.

One day, I may achieve general success or face traditional failure. At that time, truth and friendship will fly around me, and no one will care about my sincerity. At least I remember walking alone through the lights on those roads.

When you ask whether this song is out of date, why talk about Chen Nanxi? I can't help it This is too heartfelt.