In such a remote mountain village, there is no feasting, no nine-to-five, only sunrise and sunset. Green trees and red beans are the only scenery here, giving this place a romantic feeling. It is called "Red Bean Village". The name of the village gives people an imaginary space, and everything is so beautiful. However, it is the wish of many young people to leave this village and escape from this vulgar and boring land. On that day that year, Yingying and I set foot on the so-called "city" road with a pocket of red beans that looked like blood, and started another starting point in life with the expectations of our dream family. When we left the station, our parents warned us: "Study hard after Yingying. I am a college student and know more than you..." I looked at Yingying, who was nestling in the arms of my parents not far away and acted coquettishly. I smiled and nodded, but my heart was very heavy. She and I were incomparable, and this has always been the case since childhood. On the speeding train, I felt like a bird leaving its cage, breaking free from the shackles that bound me, and flying to another sky... 78613415 Xiaoya Reading Group, welcome all friends to join the literary discussion and give suggestions!