他把行李轻轻地放在门后,门缝里透着一丝隐隐的亮。北京的冬天有令人惬意的阳光,却温暖不了这一间狭小阴暗的地下室。他长长地叹一口气。想起在故乡县城踏上列车时的豪情满志,他禁不住苦笑了一下,哪一个血气方刚的年轻人没有一番“开天辟地”的向往?他在一家餐厅打工,挣微薄的薪水补贴越来越瘪的口袋。他每天翻着一堆报纸,从夹缝里寻找财富、事业,这是他北上最渴望 He put the luggage gently behind the door, revealing a faint trace of light on the door. Beijing’s winter has a pleasant sun, but can not warm this small dark basement. He sighs long. Remembered in the hometown of the town set foot on the train full of pride, he could not help but smile for a moment, which a young man of flesh and blood did not He The more deflated pocket. Every day he flips a pile of newspapers and looks for fortune and career from the cracks, which is what he most wants