In the city at the end, there is no bustling markets, flashing neon; in the city at the end, only dilapidated shanty towns, there is much to live the life of wind; in the city, at the end of a group of people have their way.
Let me how to call them? Children of migrant workers? Children of peasants? Or is the second generation of migrant workers? No, I do not want to use these cold call them names, I think they cried with the soil gas乳名, pulling their little hands, approached their lives ... ...
They grew up in the mountains home, the purity of the soul in the fields heading jointing. The wind in the mountain, they run, and look forward to a. Wind from the field in the breeze, blowing the city, to make a living, for the future, they follow their parents came to the city, in the city at the end of root.
So accustomed to green mountains and blue waters eyes first touch to the high-rise buildings, busy. They do not know how to pass through the six-lane roads, and little fingers are also countless how-rise office space. Prosperous modern civilization has not brought them any happier, this time, but in the hearts烙下deep scars.
背起书包them carefully into the city life. However, in the "city people" look strange, the first accounts to understand the difference with temporary residence permits. They are the parents of Bao heart ah! But not to prematurely assume the burden of belonging to this age.
Home after school, they do a good job in a simple supper, parents are still at work sites or farms; midnight wake up, tears in his home town, there is no bright sky; quietly Wishing I hope that tomorrow, their employees will not pay primary school children do not the electricity was shut down ... ...
However, in their increasingly long high physical, I can see their growth. I remember a reporter asked a working school children will return home after graduation, the girl did not hesitate to say: Of course, we must go back! At that moment, I almost came to tears, for their development.
They remember that year春晚childish declaration: "Our school is very small, but our results are not bad," "We do not and the city's children than the father. In Beijing in 2008, is also our 2008!" They gradually mature, bid farewell to yesterday's shyness and began to greet the new day.
Although they are still more than the tuition fees for troubled; though, the school or do not pay utilities; though, there are a lot of sound system is not enough ... ... Although there are more than good, "Although," but there is only one "but" sufficient to have a lot of attention towards them, they are robust growth.
The sun rising from the horizon, the light at the end of the city to illuminate their lives.
They will eventually become.
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