In the early 1990s, the mighty Three Gorges Million Resettlement Project was officially launched, and the torrent of the times merged into the originally peaceful life of thousands of ordinary people.
Jiang Nan is one of them.
Jiang Nan's real name is not actually Jiang Nan. "Nan" and "male" have the same pronunciation, but Jiang Nan is just a girl.
Before coming to Zhejiang, she never knew that there were people in this world who would be happy for her birth.
In Nancui Village, she met Chen Jingming, who regarded her as a mortal enemy but treated her like life;
I met Qi Jia Song, who ate KFC as a snack in the 1990s;
I met He Ansheng, who was hastily named because he was born on the river bank;
Met Cai Shuting, the corporate princess who was born with a silver spoon in her mouth;
Meet Zeng Yan, a tomboy with freckles who wants to be a star;
I met Huang Chuchu, who stayed up until the early hours of the morning but was still at the bottom of the exam...
With the advent of the millennium, she also met the eighteen-year-old she had longed for.
She and her friends in Nancui Village have seen the disappearance of grain and oil stamps, stepped on the huge wave of layoffs, and walked through the outlet of the sea wave. Everyone's life is wandering and intertwining at the crossroads of adulthood.
When Jiang Nan was a child, she felt sad every time she read a poem. It said, "Jiang Nan has nothing, so I just want to give him a sprig of spring." At that time, I didn't understand the profound meaning of poetry, and I always felt like I was writing about my own poverty-stricken life.
Later she realized that spring in the south of the Yangtze River was the warmest.
"There is nothing in the south of the Yangtze River, but when I came, it was clear that the branches were full of spring."
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