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People on the fringes of the city, we are all passers-by after all

#你留在一个城市的理由是什么 #

The reason for a person to leave their hometown and stay in a city is either to live a better life, or to love someone, or to pursue their dreams. The bustling city is nothing more than two kinds of people, locals and foreigners, to say the heart, locals are living and working, foreigners, maybe only part-time work.

People on the fringes of the city, we are all passers-by after all

In a city, there is also a distinction between the workers, what they see and what they can't see, what they see, are the migrant workers all over the streets and alleys, what they can't see, the staff sitting in high-rise buildings, the invisible and the seeing, often feel sorry for each other, no matter the level of the position, the industry disparity, in their hearts, always stirred the resonance of the sentence "the same is the end of the world, why have we met each other", sometimes a sentence of "fellow countrymen", can rise infinite warmth in their hearts, even if it is not in a city, a province, As long as you are in a region, it will not weaken the feelings of the "township party" in the slightest, and this feeling is like going abroad and meeting Asians who are Chinese and yellow-skinned, and what specific places are divided. Who can say that this kind of mood of the workers is not out of nostalgia and yearning for their hometown.

People on the fringes of the city, we are all passers-by after all

Compared with the migrant workers who see it, the invisible may be more sad in this city. Often see the migrant workers, go to a place, change a job is relatively easy, life is not happy, the work is not smooth, say go away, is nothing more than to change places to continue the original life, this is the invisible group of workers are particularly envious of things. Most of the invisible workers rushed to the city after graduating from school or after their job transfers, and they may want to stay in the city, continue to pursue their dreams, and eventually become the locals of the city, or they may be subject to some kind of constraints, and have to stay in the city temporarily and insist on continuing, but at this moment, they do not really belong to the city.

People on the fringes of the city, we are all passers-by after all

Among the invisible workers, there are such a large number of people, once on a whim, gave this group of people a name, "urban marginal people", this group of people, it seems that life and locals are not much different, dressed brightly, in the eyes of the people who see it, he is a local, on the morning nine to five classes, off weekends, in the morning will also go to the park to exercise, leisure time, will also go to the movie, visit the mall, but who sees his loneliness and helplessness at night, or go to a dinner that has to go, Either curled up in the house, lonely or lonely or indifferent loneliness. They don't belong here, they don't belong to their hometown. In the early years, through hard work, these people squeezed from rural areas or third- and fourth-tier cities into first- and second-tier cities, and at least worked hard in first- and second-tier cities for five years, ten years, or even longer, bought industries in the city, got married, settled down, had children, and were at ease, thinking that this was a lifetime.

People on the fringes of the city, we are all passers-by after all

Yet life is far less amiable and will never give you tomorrow in response to your ideas, and for whatever reason they have to travel alone to a strange city to work. In this strange city, he did not want to, did not want, or did not allow the family to relocate, except for the hometown that could not be returned, the city where they were located, had long been integrated into their lives and became the place where they longed for the future.

People on the fringes of the city, we are all passers-by after all

Lonely in this strange place far away from relatives and friends, they can not use their sincere hearts to meet new friends, the heart always carries a blanket, panic does not know the place of tomorrow, every day in an insurmountable circle, repeating a monotonous and simple life, in addition to socializing is alone, and finally they have become the people on the edge of the city, home for them, has become a distant place in the worry, missed all the time.

The brilliant city light, for this group of "marginal people", is after all a passerby, they can't stay here, and they haven't stayed here.

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