When Fu Ping'an saw his mother crying on the street, I also cried. It was a kind of sadness when a teenager finally found that his parents were unable to protect him. When a teenager entered society, he realized how cruel and ruthless this society was. His parents, who were once like the sky, were actually just ordinary people. In the rolling world, they could not take care of themselves. From the moment the young eagle left the nest, they could only rely on their own wings.

I often think of a scene. On a cold winter day twenty-three years ago, there was a strong wind and the house was as cold as an ice cellar. My father was paralyzed in bed and couldn't stand the cold. I rode my bicycle to buy a coal-burning stove outside. The house was very small, only sixteen square meters, and the stove was built in the center of the house. It was a new square stove with an oven. The chimney stretched out outside the house and could roast sweet potatoes and peanuts. My memory was blurred. I only remember that my eyes were covered in gray. I was twenty years old that year. That day, I thought, life was really hard, yes, it was really bitter, dark, depressed, and I couldn't see the future. I felt inferior to the dust, at the age that should be the most volatility.

When a person finds that his parents are ordinary people, he matures a little bit. When he finds that he is also ordinary people, he basically compromises with fate. I think I am lucky because the trough in my life is the age of least reluctance. Destiny cannot defeat a twenty-year-old. From 20 to 30 years old, the night rains and lights of the rivers and lakes have been raining for ten years. He used to sweat heavily on the construction site in the scorching sun. He once rode a bicycle to work for an hour every day, and the big gears of the car were so worn out that they couldn't hold the chain. He once moved two boxes of valves worth dozens of kilograms to the mountain to deliver goods. He was framed and almost imprisoned. He once went on a business trip late at night and had no money to sleep in the middle of the street garden. He once walked to the soles of his shoes fell off in a coal mine in a small county town. He was once criticized by his confession for not being able to work, his education, his family background, and his family background, and he was not good.

A life without wind and waves is not the sea, but just a pond. Teacher Ni has already prepared the previous words. There are many ways of transportation in the road of life, and there are no high-speed trains, green cars and long-distance buses. No matter how good it is, there are two legs.

So, Fu Ping'an is actually me in his youth. Our life trajectory is the same. He came from an ordinary urban ordinary family and missed the university. He entered the world, sold coolies, and struggled to grow up in the ups and downs, but he always had only one sentence about fate: I don't admit defeat. Destiny can only reply to one sentence: OK, you won.

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