The city is full of flowers from a distance; Looking closely, life is full of different styles.

I forgot how many times I woke up from my dream. My body kept warning me of fatigue, but I looked at the dark and empty ceiling without sleep. Blood was awakened by the roar of the typhoon that the wind outside the window was not lost to the daytime, jumping in my exhausted body, trying to record something now.

This is the second month of my graduation. Two months ago, I never thought that the word "leaving my hometown" would appear in my life. When I first entered the company, I had a week's training. I looked at my strange colleagues and looked around the new environment. No one knew who had experienced what and what kind of past, and I only saw you once in front of me. Everyone who has left his hometown will leave his hometown for reasons: for dreams, for his partner, for his life, and also for those who failed in institutions, public recruitment and civil servants near graduation ... I think it is the last category. After repeated failures, I came to Beishangguang with my friends. When I go to work in my friend's best friend's company, I should be lucky. I don't have to send my resume in various job-hunting apps, go through countless interviews in the hot weather, and don't need to run around in the hot sun to find a cost-effective house.

when you are alone, it is inevitable that you will be lost. Every time I look at thousands of lights, I always think of home and think about when the big city will have a place to stay. From Monday to Saturday, for six days, our life is like a day. Take the same road: turn right and go straight out of the community, turn left and go straight through two red lights and then turn left; Doing the same thing, on a rare holiday on Sunday, I will sleep in the dormitory until it is dark. A while ago, because the house rented by the company expired, I realized the hardship of moving for the first time. There may be a second time, a third time … a tenth time … countless times. There are a lot of tenants on this floor who just moved in. Nobody knows anyone through the narrow children. Some of them may be with me, two people or a family. When I pass by when I come back from work, I will hear the baby crying from this house, the TV turned on in that house, and I will smell the smell of rice and the spicy taste of food.

I still remember that not long ago, I accidentally injured my calf at 12 o'clock in the evening. There was no medicine to treat the wound in the dormitory, and the blood could not stop flowing. A man bent down to hold down the blood on the wound and walked in the community looking for a pharmacy. At an embarrassing time, the pharmacies were closed. The blood didn't decrease because of your helplessness. Helpless, I chose to dress it. It's only ten minutes' journey to the hospital. Maybe it's dragging my leg, or it's a long journey. I can't remember how many paper towels are red with blood and how many times I squatted down to rest. The hospital seems to be the destination I can't reach. When I came to the emergency room, it was so empty that I couldn't breathe. When the nurse asked me if I was accompanied by my family, she seemed to be like a child who had done something wrong, and she bowed her head and said falteringly, "No, I didn't." Even curious why you ask. When I came to the clinic, the doctor asked me if I had registered. I said no, and then the doctor said to register first. It took me a minute to register, and I realized why the nurse asked that sentence. Handle the wound on the way back, it is also quiet, and occasionally there is a car sound. Obviously, I am afraid of the empty streets and want to speed up, but it becomes slower. I don't know what will happen next. I felt that I was full of negative energy that night. I'm starting to be afraid of myself.

The person who changed my attitude towards life from negative to positive has to talk about Aunt Wang. Aunt Wang is a cleaner in our company. Thin body, dark skin, impure Mandarin, diligent in doing things. When she comes to the interview, her daughter comes with her. Her daughter will ask about the workload and help Aunt Wang to decide whether she can work with us. In the first few days, Aunt Wang said very little. After cleaning, she would sit in a corner and hold a glass of water to have a rest. In a conversation, I learned the story of Aunt Wang. She used to farm at home, and then her daughter came to this city to go to college, so she followed. The daughter who accompanied her to see the working environment that day was still in college, and the eldest daughter was the same age as me. She was admitted to college that year, but because her family was poor, she gave up the opportunity to continue her studies and came to work here. She not only works in our company, but also has a part-time job. I have to get up at four o'clock every morning to work part-time at the breakfast shop until eight o'clock, and then come to our place. Aunt and I talked about this lightly, as if it happened to someone else, not to ourselves. But I saw the tears that Aunt Liang wiped away behind my back when she talked about her eldest daughter. I think this may be the pain that Aunt Wang can't erase, so I dare not ask more questions. That conversation eliminated the sense of distance between us and Aunt Wang. Aunt Wang began to talk to us a lot, and the parents chattered short, and told us to blow dry when washing our hair and eat on time. What remains unchanged is that Wang Yi will still sit silently in a corner after finishing her work. She said that she was afraid of affecting us. Aunt Wang, in fact, she is very tired at work every day, but she laughs every day and doesn't let fatigue stop her life. It was Aunt Wang who convinced me that I could change myself. I began to read books and study more in my spare time, enriching my muddled life.

? I like a passage in Nankang Baiqi's "I'll wait for you until you are 35 years old": Look at the crowds coming and going in the street, everyone is in a hurry, and at a glance, no one can see through the stories behind others, and no one knows if there is such a person living in other people's hearts. The city is full of flowers from a distance; Looking closely, life is full of different styles. You are not alone in the seemingly insignificant sand in the vast sea of people. You will be lonely and have many difficulties when you leave your hometown, but don't let your emotions affect your attitude towards life. Try to be yourself and make yourself better so that you won't repeat the monotonous life day after day. Are you excellent and afraid of monotonous life?