The Wanderer (Part IV)

I woke up in a daze and the clock reached seven o'clock. When I fell asleep, I forgot. Insomnia at night, like a movie, the whole world seems to be mine, one after another in my head. Sometimes calm, but also funny. More time is not clear, suffering from gain and loss, and need to sit up and light a cigarette. For many years, I used to have good dreams at night, afraid of the early dawn, unable to wake up, get up early to open a shop to sell clothes, and grunt in my mouth that I was sleepy and tired. Not now, no chance. The clothing store has long been closed, the stalls have been withdrawn, and there is no way to leave a little miscellaneous money at home for clothes. Because I was wandering, about 600,000 yuan in arrears inadvertently forced me to leave the city I knew. Come to this strange city and aimlessly. The streets are not crowded, a bit sad. The idea of making money was read over and over in my mind, but the end of the year was a little bad. Brushing the headlines, nervously looking for a money-making job, I pray that I will have a chance. I want to cheer up, my parents, wives and children are at home. I'm a little homesick, but when will I be able to go back? I asked myself, drifting to the !!!