京城的早春,塞外的冷风夹裹着沙尘,时而滞留在环城路分割的高楼或四合院的窗棂,但这个千万人口的古都,依然是数以百万计的打工者讨生活的天堂。这个午后,阳光很好,也没有风。虽然这个季节正是各行各业用人高峰,但不是每个前来找工作的,都能唾手可得一份合心合意的活计。出了北京站西行不是很远,故宫就在高高的红墙内神秘地述说古往今来的时空沧桑。北风被红墙挡住,艳 In the early spring of the capital, the cold air outside the Great Wall is clouded by sand and dust, sometimes stagnating in the high-rise buildings or courtyard windows of the Huancheng Road. However, the ancient capital of millions of people is still the paradise for millions of migrant workers to live in. This afternoon, the sun is good, there is no wind. Although this season is the peak of employers in all walks of life, not every one who comes to find a job can find a willingness to make ends meet. Out of the Beijing Railway Station is not very far away from the west, the Forbidden City in the tall red walls mysteriously say the vicissitudes of time and space since ancient times. North wind is blocked by the red wall, Yan