a recent discussion on open MOP has attracted the attention not only of members of MOP (at present, the debate has had 20 pages of comments) but also the site CHINAHUSH
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潜水: " Underwater " in this case means" hidden "and since one word that is part of the jargon of ' indicates that Internet surfers from the other merely a forum only to read, without ever actively participate in the discussion. Just as the s ubacqueo which remains under water all the time, never leave your head sticking out dell''acqua.
Maybe because I studied two years at a vocational school, our manager one day, Yang decided to entrust the 'assignment as a photographer of the team, and so I the opportunity to take pictures.
Now I do not feel useless, in fact we are human beings and migrant workers are proud of all these buildings and skyscrapers that were built with our blood and our sweat. Although we possess an education, we are able to write on a forum and we behave.
I wrote this post with the 'intention to make it clear to each of you as we build these buildings and also to show a little' how we live.
This It has been photos taken on the job, the person in the picture is not me. I am a metal worker carpenter, he and 'a worker employed in the structures and is called Wang Zhiqiang. What does a working-class structures, I will explain more 'forward.
e'Sanya The place where we work in the province of Hainan. The country where it comes from Wang Zhiqiang e'Leshan (I am Suining). He 's a year and a half that does not come home. His wife and son still live in the country and he miss them both. When we all generally e'ora lunch in the cafeteria to eat, except him. He goes back and lunch sits somewhere all''interno the yard and stayed staring at the ocean all the time, thinking of his family.
Now a picture of me at work, and 'the "Lao Hu (" lao "which in Chinese means old e'un'appellativo which is used by the Chinese before the name of the person you wish to call for express respect, generally used for friends) that I took it.
My head almost did not enter into the picture.

How many of you are curious what does it feel to be more than 100 meters high, on a building under construction?
In realtà'ci nell''aggiunta are many stages of the plans of a building, I am a metal worker carpenter; it is a major work, work to reinforce the beams and this must be done on each floor dell''edificio.

I am very worried because my mother does not enjoy good health and this year , right now, in my native country is' doing very cold.
ahhh ~ ~ you and 'very late, I'm tired, I have to work tomorrow. Thank you all for your answers, this post e'soltanto tedious ... I miss my family and that's it .... I think of my mother.
effects shown and Sanya a wonderful place and our company is 'the making's most beautiful' building
citta'che is called the Phoenix Island!

Many believe that migrant workers eat wotou (steamed corn bread) and drink the ' Water soup --- in fact, things have changed, I can not speak for those who work in other regions of China but We eat really well here. There 's beef and fish. ... This It is one of six Canteen we have. Since there are three shifts, the main course will be prepared three times a day.


Wang Meili e'di Lesane in Sichuan, e'lei that operate from 5 years ago 'ascensore.Ogni time I use it she makes her think of something to strike up a conversation with me. Against him can not say that I like, but do not hate nemmeno.Tuttavia I do not like the books legge.Lei pirate always reads books that speak of murder and love stories. His romantic side to me no small wonder considering that weighs 90kg!


e'posizionato this elevator outside the building and very secure with the double e'comunque porte.Il moment 'e'finire nice day . When the bell rings, waiting for the elevator ... and each time it begins to look Meili Wang. I'm just happy, because 'even today we have finished working.
do not believe that workers migrants are so sad. Every building in China there with our sweat. There would be no cities' so-called "modern" without us.

In realta'un place for us to shower there we have it, but "Uncle" Yu (uncle It is a name used by the Chinese before the surname, to call someone who might eta'del have the father) said that e'abituato to take a shower like this, outdoors, and that makes him even at home.

"Why in the photos of migrant workers wear protective helmets white and red and no one wears a helmet piu'comune yellow? "
yellow helmets are for the leaders, those of the construction company and they receive a salary monthly, while we are being paid for hours work a day and pay you one day. If you get sick then do not get paid. Nevertheless
who wears a yellow helmet is not necessarily It is a bad person, indeed. The manager, for example, Yang; it is a yellow helmet and it 'the first to arrive on site and the last to leave. E'da two years that does not come home. He e'responsabile for qualita'nel site.
One day I saw him cry, I knew immediately that it was because he missed his family.
These days in my part did really cold but here the time e'rimasto typical for the area and gets really hot.

Lele and 'the son of Wang Lao and never smiles. It is the most photos this' smile that I could do it , intent to play imaginary horse.
It is the courtyard in the back where the migrant workers need more migrant workers (us). Lele e'cresciuto here ' , since she was 2 years: now has 4.

This' Lele normally

In fact there Women are also here, but they do not rise to the plans. They make the transport work on the ground floor. Lao Wang's wife moved here last month and she does takes care of that. It is very beautiful, but in Phoenix there's Island 'a lot of wind and then e'coperta this way ... For regarding his yellow helmet was given by the manager because Yang was the only ones left.

This place is not ours, but since we are constructing a building we can admire the most beautiful ocean of our country, without even spending a dime.
Returning to work, I got this picture Yang from the manager's computer. This arose as will the building when completed. I have heard that sales will begin already à by December (this year). 80 thousand per square meter. I've worked here for two years.
If you do not eat or drink I can afford to buy 12:45 square meters. I do not understand ... How someone like me has to work to afford a house?
In the middle of the night secretly connected to the network and have been criticized for this. There are many computers here, but I do not have a mine. Most notebooks are brand Shenzhou and most are used to play those games that are already in windows. I got one on loan from my roommate Wang. His family and 'more affluent than mine.
Since we are on an island, all 'inside of the yard we also have a small shop that sells fruit, cigarettes and drinks. I go there every three days and every time I buy a package of Hongmei (a package in Beijing costs about RMB 2, 0.2 euro cents), here all we smoke this brand: cheap.
The owner of the shop has a soft spot for me and I too have a very good impression of her. For a certain period of time, every time I masturbate thinking about her.
Sometimes Next I masturbate two or three times a night, wondering how she was treated well.
Then one day just as I had finished masturbating I was called to the night shift, more 'sit on the cold metal and the icy breeze of the ocean made me sick. JJ (a slang that means the genitals) were not working anymore '. After that I gave up the bad habit of masturbation. When I feel like I look at the boundless ocean deep breath and then are affixed.
She (the owner of the shop) uses a Lenovo notebook.
Quest'e'il dorm dall''alto seen.

Today I was criticized by our leader who told me that I should not publish anything on the Internet . I was very angry and I replied that I had not published anything negative.
I told him that finche'e'la verita'va okay. However today I was criticized and insulted.
This arose as was the building when I arrived for the first time

It is so now.

I just can not understand so why try so hard to write this post . If I think I was so full of talent at school. I could write so many fine words and I now realize that my dream of becoming a writer now seems to have dissolved into the harsh reality.
more ...)
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