大学毕业后,我只身来到北京闯世界。弹尽粮绝的时候,我找到了一个房屋中介的工作。新手上路,没人照顾。刚开始的几个星期,我的糗事一箩筐,煮熟的鸭子飞得遍地都是。要不是主管看到我能吃苦,早就炒我鱿鱼了。每次给家里打电话,我总是报喜不报忧。毕业后的第一年春节,囊中羞涩的我没有勇气回家过年。除夕夜,我蜗居在租来的半地下室,思索自己这半年的经历。那一夜,窗外破碎的是美丽的烟花,屋内湮灭的是纯真的心。 After graduating from college, I came to Beijing alone to break through the world. When I ran out of food, I found a job as a housing agency. Novice, no one care. In the first few weeks, my chopsticks basket, cooked duck fly everywhere. I was not competent to see hard-working, I have long been fired squid. Every time I call home, I always do not pay attention to worry. After the first year of graduation, the Spring Festival, I have no courage to go home New Year. New Year’s Eve, I dwelling in a rented semi-basement, thinking about my six months of experience. That night, broken windows are beautiful fireworks, the annihilation of the house is pure heart.