At the end of the semester, I had free time to run on the red track. Under the scorching sun, I saw construction workers mowing the lawn. The contractor was sitting alone. At first, I thought it was just sweat on his face. Later, I learned that his wife had died of heatstroke at the construction site, and his face was full of held back tears.
Purpose: From the perspective of female students jogging, we compare campus youth with the suffering of lower-class workers, explore the broken lives of ordinary people hidden under the scorching sun behind the glamorous campus, and experience the silent grief and pressure of ordinary people's lives.