Red

During the years I lived in a big city, I felt a lot of pressure every day. Compared with the time when I was in my hometown, although there was pressure, I didn’t feel the smell that could not be breathed out. Perhaps, this is the characteristic of big cities. I have asked many people, and many people have similar feelings. A few years ago, a cousin came home, saying that he had contracted a piece of wasteland and prepared to grow vegetables and raise poultry after the contract. He also asked me to go and take charge of everything in it. As soon as my cousin said it, I knew clearly that there was a wholesale market of agricultural products not far away from that place, and the prospect was very promising. This news is nothing but the flying Hongfu, because I have long been longing for the pastoral life in my heart, and I like the days where there is no dispute with the world but I can get food and clothing. I found a friend who was engaged in design and drew a detailed plan first. Then, I found several experienced farmland veterans, and prepared to take them to land reclamation and farming. The preliminary work has been deployed, and my cousin is also preparing the required funds there. At that time, most of the dreams we had every night were beautiful dreams. That was to say, it was difficult to have a bad dream during that time. Almost a month later, my cousin called and said that things had changed over there. The government over there did not allow the land to be used for other purposes. If it was OK, it would be developed into a fish pond at most. The arrival of this phone call shattered many good dreams at night, like blowing bubbles. The colorful Dreamland could not allow a breeze to blow through. In an instant, only the invisible air blew through my face. This sudden blow made me disheartened. Looking around everything in the hall, I felt that there were walls all around. I thought I had found a good destination; I thought the drifting days could end; I thought I could be a real hermit and fulfill my long-term wish. But after discussing with us, he decided that the land would not be contracted. He was also regretful on the phone, sighing: The cooked duck flew away like this, I have been to the place where my cousin is located, which is a beautiful and rich city. I have been here before, but I haven’t felt it seriously. I went to see the wasteland with my cousin. Outside the enclosure, there were weeds and wilderness all around. The more I looked at it, the more uncomfortable I felt in my heart. Thinking about what I got, I suddenly flew like this. This flight pulled myself back to the world again. Seeing that I was so absorbed, my cousin also knew some thoughts in my heart. He said that he would take me to the city and visit fellow villagers by the way. When I went back to my cousin’s home, he said that he would let me find a job first, and I could also find some business opportunities in my spare time. Soon, with my cousin’s relationship, I temporarily managed in a market. When I was free, I took a car and ran around. I also found many places and talked about many shops, but I felt dissatisfied, so the business was never implemented. My cousin had a friend who was the leader of the police station. He originally wanted to introduce me to be a security captain in the post office, but because he was drunk, he could only thank others for their kindness. I didn’t stay there for long, and it was hard to find business. Therefore, I moved to another city and went in and out for many times. Although my footprints didn’t go far, the journey has nothing to sing. However, from what I saw and heard, from the twists and turns of life, I feel that there is a kind of power in the dark, which controls people’s steps and movements.

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