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我写的双语小说《沐于浮华》Bathing In the Limelight他站在垃圾桶前，空盒子的形状还印在他的掌心里，像一道看不见的疤。他想起自己第一次走进那家工厂时的样子——十八岁，瘦得像一根竹竿，口袋里揣着从老家带来的半包花生和一张皱巴巴的火车票。那时候他还叫王狗剩。他爸说，人名贱好养活——像野草，踩进泥里也能活。可深圳不是泥地，是水泥地。野草的根扎不进去。深圳只认得那些把自己从土里拔出来、重新栽进花盆里的人。He stood before the trash can, the shape of the empty box still pressed into his palm like an invisible scar. He remembered the first time he walked into that factory—eighteen years old, thin as a bamboo pole, with half a pack of peanuts and a crumpled train ticket in his pocket. Back then, he was still called Doggy Wang. His father had said a lowly name was easier to keep alive—like weeds, trampled into the mud, they still found a way to grow. But Shenzhen was not mud. It was concrete. Weeds could not take root here. Shenzhen only recognized those who pulled themselves out of the dirt and replanted themselves in a pot.
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