Zeng Chunhua and his "army of millions of motorcycles", once convenient Spring Festival, have become the back of the times and the constant way home.
In the vast river of time, a winter afternoon in Nantou Town, Zhongshan City, Guangdong Province, seems to be an ordinary moment. However, for 58-year-old Zeng Chunhua, this day of January 31 carries heavy expectations and nostalgia.
Dressed in windbreaker pants for a motorcycle, he runs down the familiar streets, with a bustling industrial park in the background and memories of his hometown built with his wife in front of him. The salary in his pocket is not only the crystallization of sweat, but also his beautiful vision of family life in the new year.
Like millions of people returning home on motorcycles, he was part of an army of millions of motorcycles. At that time, they were young and enthusiastic, burdened with the responsibility of their families and their vision for the future. Now, many of his former companions have chosen a more comfortable way to go home, but Zeng Chunhua still sticks to this journey.
Zeng Chunhua on the motorcycle is no longer the young man in his prime, but his eyes still shine with determination. The motorcycle is no longer the "rotten to death" of the year, but has been carefully modified by him, and his equipment resembles a "motorcycle boy". However, no matter how times change, his heart to return home has never changed.
On the afternoon of January 31, Zeng Chunhua once again rode a motorcycle and embarked on the return journey with his wife. Behind him is the town that is moving away, and in front of him is the direction of home. Along the way, they will travel 680 kilometers across mountains and rivers just to reunite with their families.
Time flies, and the former "million motorcycle army" is now only Zeng Chunhua left. He carries the memories and traces of that era, and has become an indelible legend in the changing times. Every return journey is a tribute to the past years and an expectation for the future life.