Tell me how you felt when you first came to a big city.

I just left my hometown and came to a bustling metropolis with high-rise buildings. At first, I felt that I was in a different world. I can't adapt at all. There is no river at home, no livestock in the village, and people who come and go don't know each other. Only then do you realize that you are out of place in this world. As time goes on, the familiarity with the city is also improving. I found a job that is still hungry. At that time, I thought it was enough to gain a foothold. Working hard alone in a big city. When he is busy, he feels that he lacks nothing. When he was idle, he found himself with nothing. Too many soft ribs and too little armor. Sometimes when I hear a song and see a sentence, I want to cry for no reason. However, we will still look up. The sky is so big that it can certainly accommodate all our weaknesses. We are most afraid of rainy days without umbrellas. Others are waiting for an umbrella, and you are waiting for the rain to stop. Working hard alone in a big city, no one will pick you up when you come back from a business trip. I can only drag a heavy box back to my nest with tired body and mind. In the severe winter, on the way home after working overtime, I can only stride forward wrapped in a coat. A person who works hard in a big city is afraid of every holiday. The more lively the holiday, the more his loneliness will be amplified.