This is a prose poem in my father's diary.

The sea laughs, and the tides rise and fall on both sides. Rise and fall with the waves, remember today!

In my father's generation, I was a member of Chongqing Wharf. In that era when things were scarce but everything was thriving, it was not easy to survive and develop.

This is the text in my father's diary, and this is the prose poem in my father's diary.

Those teenagers who are full of expectations for their dreams and are ready to go to the city to do something big follow their brothers at home and the adults in the village. When I came to Chongqing Wharf, I followed. The ship I have never seen is several times bigger than my house. Princesa, who is at the forefront of fashion, wears bell-bottoms and frog glasses, and from time to time jumps out a trace of break dancing. Let these boys, who just came out of the mountains and didn't even have time to clean the mud on their trouser legs, open their mouths and feel like they are dreaming, sighing, Wow, this city is really big!

Settled down in the city, followed my cousin and lived in a residential building not far from the pier. Here, you can see the dead of night pier.

The children in the village only have dreams in their hearts. They don't care if you have rats or cockroaches. If I raise more, it's just enough for me to eat. There is no chance of leaking rain on the roof, and everyone is a good hand at repairing houses and patching tiles. Although the young man who has been studying for more than a few years is reluctant to send a letter, he will still write all his joys and sorrows in it. I don't know whether to show it to his parents or to the girl in the village who is waiting for him to earn money to marry her.

Everyone gathered in a big house for their own goals, more like a family, helping each other to move forward for their loved ones behind them.

Suddenly one day, the boatman didn't want anyone to unload the goods, and he didn't know where he had offended others. He bought a good cigarette that he usually doesn't want to smoke, and people don't watch it. If there are too many people, there will be no food at noon and no place to live at night, but in the evening I saw the boatman and some new boys go drinking.

Good hands and feet can starve to death? Say nothing to go back, and then go back when you get out to make money. Is it a joke to go back?

Take a contempt knife, run to the bamboo forest and cut a basket of bamboo the size of a soup bowl, and then buy a rope, and you can make a comeback.

In this way, the army on the streets of Chongqing rose.

Great!

Here we go.

Most bosses in the city are generous and cheerful. Help him move a box and get some luggage. Even the Jade Emperor's Heavenly Palace can be said to have been built by him. There are also foreign friends who want to jump in and guess sentence by sentence. After guessing, they have to communicate with him in our salt and pepper Mandarin. Really, they are very annoying. It is easier to climb mountains than to talk to foreigners. When there were many people, I helped my employer with my luggage, but I was scattered by the crowd. Even if there are tens of thousands of dollars in cash in my luggage, I must not think about it. I have searched all over Chongqing, found my employer and returned it to him personally. Because we all know that your bad reputation will ruin the lives of these people, who love labor and the city.

The bustling Chongqing has fed the rich big bosses, the street sticks and the families behind them. No one wants to be a stick all his life, pick things for others and be bossed around by others.

Many people meet new friends, friends in the city, and then go their separate ways.

Cousin enters the factory, flirting with female workers every day to please the factory director; Uncle went to Guangdong and started a clothing business; The young man was taken a fancy to by a boss who opened a hot pot restaurant. He likes his honesty and frankness, so he is asked to help in the shop.

Later, they all had their own lives. My cousin married the daughter of the workshop director, and became a half-city person. Every day, she stirred up trouble in the factory and was comfortable. Uncle made a fortune in Guangdong and once came back to take over the whole family during the Spring Festival. Although everyone is envious, they have not lost any bad reputation. The young man was in a hot pot restaurant, and he just wanted to repay his boss's kindness until one day, the boss gave the young man the plate and went back to his hometown.

The waves of Chengdu-Chongqing Bajiang River are monstrous, and my sister's amorous feelings are as soft as velvet.

Finally, the young man changed the signboard of the hot pot restaurant to "Bajiang Style".