一我说的秦岭,不是山,是个小镇。为什么叫秦岭?好像是解放以后的事吧,我看过介绍,但忘了。二〇一一年,我辞掉了第一份工作,一个在我所在城市的媒体干记者的行当。说不好吧,还行,同事多是刚毕业的屌丝,聚在一起,吃喝游逛,没有理想,没有未来,没有房子,没有爱情,更没有什么热水澡和空调,我们寄居在城中村,然后在城市的大街小巷跑出跑进,寻觅着所谓的新闻。日子就这么匆匆过了四年,也不错,天是蓝的,风是绿的,后青春的尾巴是 I said Qinling, not a mountain, is a small town. Why Qinling? It seems to be after the liberation of things, I read the introduction, but forgotten. In 2011, I quit my first job, a media reporter in my city. Say no, okay, my colleagues are mostly just graduated reeling, get together, eat and drink around, there is no ideal, no future, no house, no love, but no hot water bath and air-conditioning, we live in the village in the city, Then ran in the streets of the city running, looking for the so-called news. The days are so hurried over four years, not bad, the sky is blue, the wind is green, the tail of youth is