"I pinned my life on plastic products, screws, nails/a small work card ... the wind blew everything away from me/in my old age, I went home" —— Excerpted from Jumaling.
200 1 Zheng Xiaoqiong, who graduated from Nanchong Health School in Sichuan, first worked in a mold factory, then went to a toy factory, a tape factory and then a furniture factory as a warehouse manager. After many twists and turns, he came to work in a small hardware factory in Huangmaling, Dongkeng Town, Dongguan City.
Go to work at 7: 30 in the morning, get off work at 12, get off work at 1: 45 in the afternoon, get off work at 5: 45, and work overtime at 6: 30 until 9: 30. Every day, she mechanically removes the iron block weighing two kilograms from the machine, then presses the switch and rolls the hole with ultrasonic waves. At most, she made 13000 holes a day. In the factory, Zheng Xiaoqiong's number is 245. Everyone called her "Hey, 245!" Five years. In the face of cruel reality, "it seems that all the ideals are gone at once." She said.
Seven years later, in June, 2007, Zheng Xiaoqiong won the annual poetry prize of the Lotus Literature Award, the only and highest literary prize in Dongguan, with his group poem Huangmaling. An award ceremony will be held on June 23rd. The organizer asked the winners to submit their acceptance speech, which will be included in the upcoming Lotus Literature Prize series. Zheng Xiaoqiong wrote in his acceptance speech: "Once youth is gone, people will pay attention to it all their lives. Jumaling is such a place for me. "
I spent five years in Huangmaling, not only lost Zheng Xiaoqiong's youth, but also had my finger cuffs knocked off by ultrasound, leaving a nightmare. "I am far away from the workshop and away from the danger that my fingers are swallowed up by the machine at any time, but the shadow of danger often falls in my sleep. I dreamed that my left index finger was swallowed by the machine more than ten times. " (Zheng Xiaoqiong's prose "Iron")
How much unknown youth and sweat did Huang Ma Ritchie drown? In the face of reporters' questions, Zheng Xiaoqiong shook his head again and again. "Many friends who have seen the refusal of Maling also asked me curiously on QQ. I can only say that it is a desolate corner. " In the words of Zheng Xiaoqiong poet friend He Chaoqun, Huangmaling is not Zheng Xiaoqiong's angry howl in "The Bridge of People" (another poem by Zheng Xiaoqiong), but a documentary of helpless life.
Zheng Xiaoqiong
The words recorded the shame of the city.
On May 2 1 day, Zheng Xiaoqiong won the "New Wave" Prose Award of the People's Literature Award. Due to the lack of spare time, the award-winning iron plastic factory has a lot of typos. However, the organizer still gave her a high evaluation: "Entering the working and living scene head-on, it truly reproduces a sensitive migrant worker in the modern industrial operation workshop, reveals the reality and metaphor of iron and plastic, and provides a personal example for rethinking and questioning the imperfection and anti-humanity of the modern industrial system."
On May 2 1, when the reporter interviewed Zheng Xiaoqiong who was receiving the prize, she asked her colleagues if they understood her poems. Zheng Xiaoqiong said helplessly, occasionally a workmate asked her why she always received many letters, but no one could understand her behavior and her poems. "Their spare time life can be said to be at a loss and they don't know what they should do."
Why do you write poetry? Faced with this problem, Zheng Xiaoqiong pondered over it and said cautiously, "I told myself that we are witnesses of what happened in this Pearl River Delta city, and we should write down what we saw and thought. This is the shame of the bottom migrant workers in this city, and this shame will not numb me. " When it comes to going to Beijing, Zheng Xiaoqiong has a regretful expression on her face. Due to the continuous heavy rain, she was unable to visit Tiananmen Square. This is her first visit to Beijing.