The huge gap in life situation and the excessive focus on their own life world under the pressure of survival make people gradually lose interest in other groups, and the gap is getting worse.
As Yu Hua said, we live in a huge gap.
My poetry ticket is only for 25 yuan. Few people watched it when it was released. It is this film that tries to bring workers' lives and inner world back to people's field of vision through poetry, and has won many awards.
However, when "workers" and "poetry" are put together with movies, they look cheap and powerless, but the form is novel and there is no bitter and plain narrative, and poetry becomes the only language.
The film found the breakthrough of "workers' poetry" well. It is not only a form that urban white-collar workers and intellectual elites are willing to accept, but also a theme narrative of workers' lives. Poetry has become the common language of dialogue between two groups, a voice that can cross the gap between groups and lead the audience to understand the world and mind of workers.
In this film, a * * * tells the different lives of six farmers, workers and poets. Today, Su He takes you to experience their poetic life, or frustrated life.
Ayou, the first migrant worker of ethnic minorities, was born in Daliangshan, Sichuan.
Returning to my hometown for the first time in seven years, the film focuses on the story that happened at home.
Traveling around the world, the prodigal son comes back, which is really an unreachable hometown. Go home and become homeless. In fact, this is not just a story of Yi people. All the villages are desolate and become hollow villages.
A You has doubts about his identity. His children didn't grow up in their hometown. What will happen to his identity afterwards?
All the women in his family say that staying at home can inherit the family tradition and serve the elderly, but others always feel timid when they come back from work and wear new clothes and shoes.
Perhaps this is the best annotation to the lost village, and writing poems has become his special sustenance to the national tradition and hometown.
In these six stories, Wu Niaoniao is a lucky man.
An ordinary migrant worker went back to his hometown on a blind date, married a daughter-in-law and had his own children. Life has given him the responsibility and responsibility of a father, which is the simplest happiness.
However, as a poet, he seems to be out of place.
In the reverie of heavy snow, he wrote:
The film focuses on his experience of finding a job after leaving home.
He went to the talent market, and Wu Niao was looking for a job as a forklift truck worker or an editor of an internal magazine. He walked around the market with his own poems and recommended himself, hoping to make his talents come in handy.
Although Wu Bird Bird won the third prize of national poetry writing, it also reached a certain level.
But what's the point?
When he told the person in charge of human resources management about his experience of writing poems, the logistics uncle's reaction was puzzled. His resume of writing poems was poor here.
Wu bird bird picked up the pig-killing knife after crazy dream.
This is a poem by Chen Nianxi, a poet of migrant workers, called The Cracked Story. His home is located in a mountain in Danfeng County, southern Shaanxi Province. In the movie, he was calm and worked as a blaster in a mine deep in the mountains of Henan Province.
His family is much more complicated and difficult than the other five poets. His father is paraplegic. Later, a burst of news broke, and his mother called him in the middle of the night to tell him to find out the advanced stage of esophageal cancer, as if Mount Tai was on a man's shoulder.
He said, "Hearing this news, I feel like I'm going to explode", so he wrote this poem.
Later, he resigned innocently and returned to his hometown of Fengdanshan in southern Shaanxi, where he also became seriously ill. However, his poems are excellent, with unique images, the pressure of survival and the strength of men, and he writes his own Shaanxi opera.
Perhaps, for him, as he wrote in the poem: "To live is to shout at the sky. True feelings, true feelings are in the people! "
Wu Xia is a female migrant worker in a garment factory and the only migrant worker poet who appeared.
She said that her favorite skirt is a suspender skirt. When she got off work in the middle of the night, she dressed up beautifully and went to the bathroom corridor for a walk alone.
Wu Xia, a new mother, lives her life patiently and writes her own poems. In the whole story, Wu Xia has a flexible and strong beauty. She said that even if she is a grass under the weight of stones, she should break through this fetter and grow in the direction of sunshine, and she can see a glimmer of hope in her.
Laojing is a coal miner, thousands of meters underground. They work day and night and can't see the sun.
Lao Jing 1987 began to write poems. He said that he failed in the senior high school entrance examination at that time and caught up with the tide of literature. After seeing the poems published above, he was deeply attracted and immediately started his own way of poetry.
Lao Jing said: "the literature of that era is like a popular song now, saying,' The night gave me black eyes, but I used it to find light.' It can spread all over the country overnight. "He also said with a smile:" At that time, the first requirement for finding an object was that the other person should like literature. "
What I photographed in my poem is the real life state of the old well. Working 800 meters underground every day, the boring and dark working environment has become the best space for his poetry creation. Because time is trivial, compared with novels and essays, poetry has become his best expression.
In the narrow underground cave, he talked with the center of the earth, with the gas around him, and even with the dead after the mine disaster. In front of the mine where his workmates died, he bent down, knelt down and read his own poem:
Sixth place: Xu Lizhi's Secret and Sigh of Depression.
Xu Lizhi once worked in Foxconn, the world's largest Apple mobile phone manufacturer, and left many excellent poems, but every word seems to be full of blood. The death of the young poet Xu Lizhi is a great pity.
His talent and professionalism make him a unique Foxconn factory. However, he still couldn't escape the assembly line and worked overtime and stayed up late. How brilliant his talent is, how desperate Foxconn's life is.
He wrote in his poem:
This is a game, a game of light and despair, and finally despair swallowed up the light.
At the end of the story, his younger brother floats on the sea with his brother Xu Lizhi's ashes in his hand. In the sunset, between water and sky, he seemed to pay tribute to a distant soul.
The sea is sparkling, but in people's minds, the soul of this migrant worker is restless.