My white-collar friends, I have put in a lot of effort into something that seems to you to be within easy reach. From the moment I was born, my identity has been completely different from yours, because I can only apply for a rural household registration, while you have an urban household registration. If I keep my rural registered permanent residence when I grow up, I will not be able to find a formal job in the city and I will not be able to enjoy pension insurance and medical insurance. So I want to go to the city, and through my own efforts, I want to get the big city registered permanent residence that you have since you were born. Going to college was my only chance to get out of farming. Fighting bravely on the single-plank bridge, watching the students around me fall off their horses one after another, and the road ahead getting narrower, I, a leader, don't know whether I feel happy or worried. The pressure for you to enter higher education is much less, the competition is not so fierce, and the homework is not very heavy. If you don't want to work so hard to take the college entrance examination, as long as your grades are not too bad, you can have a chance to get a recommended spot in your senior year of high school. Even if your grades are bad, you will be "swept" into a local third-rate university, and that third-rate university I may also have to get very high scores to get in. Because there are too many places reserved for Shanghai locals among the places allocated by region. Our test papers are the same but our scores are different, but when we all get the admission notice, we pay the same fee. I was one of the lucky ones. I scraped together a few things and took out student loans to finally pay the tuition for the first year. Looking at the miserable classmates who were holding their admission notices and whose families were almost in despair, I felt really bad. In the era of industrialized education, universities recruit not only students with excellent academic performance, but also wealthy parents. When I came to the big city of Shanghai, I found that compared with my classmates, I was really useless. I can’t paint or play a musical instrument, I’ve never read martial arts novels, and I don’t know MP3s. In order to understand the concept of “Cangzhu Style” supermarkets taught in marketing class, I looked at “Metro” curiously for a day. I have never seen such an abundance of merchandise. I have never touched a computer, so I spent half a year in the computer room of the school learning the basic knowledge and operating skills you learned in middle school. My English pronunciation was incomprehensible to both Chinese and foreigners, so I had to spend another year correcting my pronunciation. I can endure the ridicule of urban classmates, I can go several weeks without eating a single serving of meat, I can spend all day on Saturdays and Sundays in the library and study room, I can run in circles on the playground in the silent late night. I think that one day when I graduate, when I can earn a salary in this metropolis, I will be like you, my peers who grew up in the city - a Shanghai citizen, and my parents will do the same for me. Proud because their children work in Shanghai! I finally graduated, with a monthly salary of about 2,000 yuan. Maybe you think this amount of money should be enough for your pocket money, but for me, I still have to rent a house, pay water, electricity, gas and telephone bills, and repay student loans. , I also want to send some money to my family so that my younger siblings can continue their studies, but the remaining money is only enough for me to eat rice bowls every meal. I still can't sit down and drink coffee with you! Now I have completed my master's degree in Shanghai and now have a job with an annual salary of 70,000 to 80,000 yuan. I have struggled for eighteen years and now I can finally sit down and drink coffee with you. I have integrated into this international metropolis, and I am no different from the white-collar friends around me. But I can't forget the hard years in my struggle, nor can I forget those former classmates and their long-cherished wishes that will never be realized. Every time I see students struggling with their fate, I always feel a heavy sense of responsibility in my heart. When I was studying for a master's degree in Shanghai, I once discussed a marketing case of Vinda Paper. One of my classmates, who had three years of work experience at the time and was currently the human resources and administrative manager of a Sino-foreign joint venture, proposed a plan: We should let Vinda Da Paper develops high-end facial tissue products and markets them to a market of 900 million farmers. I was amazed at her courage in proposing this proposal. At that time, I asked her if she knew how farmer brothers deal with oily faces after eating. She looked at me doubtfully. I wiped the corners of my mouth twice with the back of my hand, and she looked at me with disdain for such indecent actions.

In a macroeconomics class, another classmate of mine criticized laid-off workers and teenagers who dropped out of school to work: "Eighty percent of it is because they didn't work hard and didn't learn a specialty when they were young, so they deserve to be laid off now! Those people deserve to be laid off now!" Students can work and study at the same time. It is said that many students can earn thousands of yuan in one summer vacation. Do they still have to worry about tuition? "My classmate doesn't know much about rural areas in poor areas. I was born in the mid-1970s, and my peers are gradually becoming the mainstay of society, and our actions will affect social and economic development. Fairness in this world is relative, which is not terrible, but it is very terrible for young people who grew up in a privileged environment and who have suffered hardship a long time ago and have now forgotten to turn a blind eye to unfairness. It took me eighteen years of struggle to sit down and drink coffee with you