"Everyone who leaves their hometown is to return home with honor"

01

Liu Tong described the rejection of a manuscript in "Whose Youth Is Not Confused": The editor actually wrote back and rejected me. Contact information and name.

A smile mixed with a sentence of endless sadness. I don’t know, this is the mentality and look I have after being rejected so many times.

When he was in his 20s, he had no money to buy a computer, so he wrote page after page on manuscript paper. Before going to bed, I looked at the six or seven pages I had just written and the pile of unpublished articles on the corner of my desk. I comforted myself by saying, "When one day I become famous, these pieces of paper will be valuable."

I don’t know if you have cried uncontrollably or doubted yourself on countless nights when you worked very hard but received no reward. I have experienced that kind of inner anxiety mixed with unwillingness, and in the end I could only hear the repressed gasps. At dawn, I was as calm as ever, then I washed up and went to class, as if the tsunami that broke out in my heart had never happened before.

When Liu Tong’s article was published in a provincial journal for the first time, his father saw it and took the trouble to come see Liu Tong. At that time, he was holding a 170-page novel manuscript in his hand. The first thing he said when he saw his father was: "Dad, look, I can write so much now." The corners of his eyes were filled with tears, but he refused to let them fall.

He can't cry, he has to become better, so that he can meet the expectations of his parents.

Later, he went to Beijing. "Everyone who comes to Beijing is very nervous and wants to prove it to others and to themselves." From being scolded by my boss every day, to writing a 350,000-word first draft in order to win a program. to be gradually recognized. The successful broadcast of "Liu Tong's Confessions", which speaks non-standard Mandarin, has covered all the tears and sweat. At this moment he was reborn.

Gradually I discovered that life is like this, very bitter. No one's life will be exceptional. Everyone is going through hard times in their own lives. I have seen words like this in the space more than once: No matter what you are going through, whether you are happy or not, the world will not stop because you are tired. Those people and things that you can't let go of will one day be long forgotten when you keep thinking about them.

Do you miss home when you are alone outside? Every time I feel like I can't hold on anymore, I want to pick up the phone and tell my parents about the recent dissatisfaction, but when the words come to my mouth, everything turns out to be okay.

A person lives as his own hero and believes that he will return to his hometown with a better identity in the future.

02

When I filled out my application form, I stubbornly filled it out very far. Because the book says: The more successful parents are in raising their children, the farther away from home they become. I thought I was an excellent person, but because of insufficient scores, I was repeatedly dropped out of the class. In the end, I only got to the provincial capital.

Carrying huge luggage, I arrived at the train station in Lanzhou with my dad. There were dense crowds of pedestrians and non-stop shouts. For the first time, I felt helpless. Where is the station and where should I go to take the train? ? On my first day at school, I was defrauded of hundreds of dollars. My family is not rich, and tears once again burst into my eyes and then rushed out.

When I saw the untouchable gate and small dormitories of this school, all the coldness in my heart overflowed. This is not what a university should look like at all, but I dare not say that I want to. I want to go back for tutoring. I know that my father is an arrogant man. How sad he must be when he knows that I am not satisfied with the physical facilities of this school. I didn't dare and couldn't bear to wipe out the smile in my father's eyes.

I'm afraid that my relatives and friends will laugh at my father, because he doesn't know how to choose a school for his daughter, and because he has been away from home for so many years and got into such a situation, and he must not dare to go home.

Although, at that time, I thought more than once, why me? Why me? But looking at my father's lonely back, I couldn't say the unnecessary words. I had been brewing for a long time: "Dad, I will take you to the station." All the reluctance and unwillingness were condensed into "I will take you home."

I don’t like the full courses and experiments in this major that will make the sky full of stars outside the window. I feel the urge to cry almost every day. At this embarrassing age, with no money and no job, I still want to take the postgraduate entrance examination in order to change my life trajectory.

Are you tired? tired. Want to cry? Want to cry. Sometimes I stand by the Yellow River and want to calm down, but instead I have to convince myself not to jump. But then I thought: I am not even afraid of death, so how can I be afraid of living?

Those little bits and pieces you want need to be pursued by yourself. Others can’t help you and they can’t help you.

03

A senior who graduated two years ago returned to school to attend the school anniversary. The first thing he said when they met was: Don’t choose comfort at an age when you should work hard. It was very corny and old-fashioned, but the firmness and a little dusty atmosphere in his eyes made me tremble.

He said that when he first joined the company, they were on the front line and there were no other people within half a meter of the bus that went back to the rental house after get off work every day. I saw him laughing at himself. He didn't tell his parents because he was afraid that they would be sad. In their minds, how could someone who had gone to college be sent to the front line.

Although it is hard and tiring, the salary is very considerable. Every time I send money to my parents, all the fatigue disappears. The pride of being able to support his family is his inexhaustible motivation to persevere.

I once heard the girl sitting next to me on the bus saying on the phone, "I ate braised pork today. You don't have to worry about my health. My work is going well." But in the blink of an eye, I saw What arrived was the bread in her hand and the form that was still being modified.

This ability to report good news but not bad news seems to have been acquired instantly since leaving home. No one is deliberately teaching you, and you are not deliberately trying to learn. But the moment I answered the phone, I felt the urge to cry.

I think everyone who leaves their hometown wants to become stronger, strong enough to provide for their parents who are far away from home, their wives who have not yet entered into marriage, and their children who will be born a few years later. A strong harbor provides them with shelter from wind and rain.

So we persist again and again, turning helplessness into strength, wanting to be that "other people's child" in the eyes of others, wanting to be the pride of our parents, wanting to be proud of ourselves Proof: I can do it. Then return to your home with a halo.

Xiaobo said: "Wear more clothes when the weather is cold, take medicine when you are sick, and try to rest as early as possible at night so that you will have enough energy for the next day. You have to know that this is basic common sense. Outside, you only have to take care of yourself. In addition, adapt to living alone outside as soon as possible, and don’t miss home too much, but don’t forget that no matter what happens, you still have a home.”

I hope we can all. Overcome all difficulties and live up to leaving home.