Our experience is more turbulent than anyone else: in the 1960s, most of them were still developing in their hometowns; in the 1980s, they just started to get lost. And our generation is the beginning.
After more than ten years of education, I suddenly discovered that we had nothing to do with the system. So we were driven into society like this, most of them were unwilling to go home and repeat the lives of our father and brother, so we stayed in the city where we studied, either north or south.
In a cubicle of an office building in a certain business district, we can find ourselves everywhere-he is handling a document carefully, he is drawing a villain through the weekly meeting, he is talking to classmates and friends online Chatting, he is greeting customers. How insignificant and humble the idealism once seemed.
One day, at a subway station, I saw twins of junior high school students, and I couldn't help but pass away: How many years have we not been to school? What have we done in the past few years after graduation? Our first love, how are you doing elsewhere? Former comrades-in-arms, after you were replaced by a new generation of street fighters, did you get the 1 million that you vowed to get but don’t know how to get it? Classmates who are struggling in this city together, although we had each other's phone number a few years ago, have you reached your ideal destination?
In the city that we have longed for, in the cultural and economic sacred land we have longed for, the sun's light has not been able to illuminate our eyes, and we are often stunned.
Among colleagues, among colleagues’ ex-colleagues, in a cheap restaurant next to the business district, in an industry gathering in disguise, in a fellow forum, or simply a lustful dating in the same city, we have Love now.
In order to reduce costs, we moved together and hugged each other. When the deal was done and when the cohabitation was almost 3 years, the serious question arose: When will we get married?
So we got married for the sake of responsibility, we got married under the urging of our parents, and got married under the ridicule of our colleagues.
James in "Tekken Man" made up a sad lie and gave up his breakfast to his little daughter. As the first batch of family planning children, and at the same time growing into the first batch of the most selfish people, do we care about the lives of others? We have no confidence in this, so we have the money to provide a house with outrageous prices but lie that we have no money to raise our children.
James told the son who stole the sausage, "It's just because of the hard life, you have no reason to take things that don't belong to you." Education for children is one thing, and the battlefield for adults is another. One day, the whole city will change. As a mental hospital, will we declare like Decepticons that "my hunger is my power to destroy"?
Can we laugh at the cruel reality? Like Guido in "A Beautiful Life", in the brutal concentration camp, cheating his son is just a game, so that the childlike heart is not harmed. Not only can we not be astonishingly strong, we even don't want to face the danger that is approaching.
Are we humorous enough? We actually don't even know the difference between Tianjin cross talk and Beijing cross talk. We would only giggle at Cai Ming and Guo Da. Therefore, every silly face on TV always has a broad market.
Are we strong enough? Having sex has become our only exercise, and we are even ashamed to exercise, because it seems to be the business of old men and women. Therefore, only a very small number of us go to the gym sneakily, but everyone knows that it is for weight loss rather than physical fitness.
What kind of father are we going to be? Like our father? Is it the seemingly inexhaustible ATM? Is it a text message writer who tirelessly persuades us to be kind? Are they activists who believe in the system and try to make us believe?
Standing at the top of the economic pyramid? No big accident, no hope. Even if we use all kinds of humble methods to squeeze in, when the hope of ordinary people becomes desperate, it is unfortunate that a leather bag of dollars is so upset. "No defector is free", these are the words of Stalin's daughter. So, in the same way, there is no escaper who is not despised. Facing the curse of our compatriots and the blinding of foreigners, how do we explain it to others?
Infiltrate the bureaucratic lazy team? To enter the national ministries and commissions requires a registered permanent residence in Beijing, which is expressly stipulated. Even if you become a civil servant, it is equally unfortunate. After the collapse of the Soviet Union, the most difficult thing to find a job is the staff of the old government agencies. No company wants to raise a man. What do we rely on to properly waste the remaining time, who have nothing but to know office politics?
In the end, the only possibility left is the profession we are currently engaged in-the so-called white-collar. To make a rough analogy: female stars are strong people who want to sleep, but why are the raped female workers always working at night? Because the female celebrities are surrounded by bodyguards, the cost of rape is unbearably high; and night shift female workers are only picked up by their boyfriend or husband, and the cost is almost negligible. Shrunken quasi-middle-class and petty-bourgeois utopians are most vulnerable to attacks by undirected revolutionaries, because there is no cost to rob us, we do not have the money to hire 7 or 8 bodyguards with guns, and we have no news. So smart enough to fly away early, and we don’t have a bag of dollars for us to settle down elsewhere, and we can’t even afford a better wolfdog. If that day really comes or even comes early, what ability do we have with spinal hyperplasia and mouse hands to protect our family?
When a certain accidental accident occurs, when we have to claim that we are a traditional age, when her uterus is so weak that she can no longer withstand an abortion, and when that day, are we qualified to be fathers? ?
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