To our ups and downs of those born in the 1970s: Throughout the history of the times, no generation has experienced such unique ups and downs as those born in the 1970s, spanning great changes unprecedented in a thousand years.
Our childhood is rooted in the farming land that has lasted for thousands of years. Farming in all four seasons, working day and month, life is poor and slow. The smell of soil and rice, common people's clothes and coarse rice, and letters from carriages and horses constitute the purest memories of our youth. We have witnessed the last fireworks of traditional farming civilization.
At the beginning of youth, the tide of reform and opening up is rushing forward. We bid farewell to our land and hometown, and became the first batch of migrant workers to go south. With simple expectations, he plunged headlong into the booming industrial era, took root and worked hard on the assembly line, and started the road to pursue his dream after leaving his hometown.
We are so lucky to have witnessed the leap of the times in half our lives. From loess farmland to urban high-rise buildings, from manual labor to mechanical intelligent manufacturing, from isolated rural areas to the information wave. In just a few decades, we have gone through hundreds of years of changing times, experienced the most rapid development of our motherland, and rewritten ordinary lives with our hands and diligence.
We are also a generation that is always on the go. The times are iterating at a rapid pace. We spend half our lives catching up and half our lives adapting, groping amidst changes and persevering in the wind and rain. Some people ride on the waves and create a world; some people work quietly and bear the burden for half their lives.
This book records the hot years of little people. Based on the wave of migrant workers going south in the 1990s, it writes about the struggles, tenacity and perseverance of ordinary people born in the 1970s, and records the sweat, separation and growth of a generation.
