Today, many people on the homepage are discussing Jia Zhangke's Weibo, and I went to read it and was very touched. 
Jia Zhangke is a director I like very much. His films are rough and delicate, always calmly facing the stories of social groups, and paying attention to the ups and downs of ordinary people who change with the times. As he said, "Everyone in the fireworks world has a story, and they deserve 10,000 songs to sing and 10,000 movies to tell." So it's no surprise that he was moved by Vaina's new song, because it has the same feelings and vision. It is also a profound reproduction of the real life of ordinary people. Especially when the MV casts the camera on the hot rice and every individual who is in a hurry, you can really feel the struggle and strength of each seed, and feel their pain and affection, love and ideals. 
This is also the style that Vayna has always had. When I heard this song "Song of Ten Thousand Grains", I immediately thought of the song "Big Dream" that was widely circulated this summer. Everyone will be easily moved by this song, because everyone sees their similar and confused life in the song, and hears the countless times as if asking themselves "what to do". 
Many people spend their lives looking for a way out of this track, often sadly finding themselves on this one-way street. Especially in recent years, the uncertain economic environment has made life not easy. Sick and unsuccessful, broken up and unemployed, confused and anxious, continuous accidents and twists and turns are like spider webs, trapping many people. And this seems to bring another kind of spiritual freedom. When people are at a low point, no matter how they go in the future, they are going upward, and the directions they can go in have become more and their choices are broader. In that case, what is there to worry about? So at such a moment, people began to focus on accumulating energy, ready to play again. It just so happened that yesterday was the beginning of spring, according to tradition, the beginning of a new year, the day when all things grow. Everyone can't help but want to leave a new expectation, hoping that the new year will have a different story, a better life, and good luck to be favored by fate. After all, we always want to believe that spring brings stories of hope. 
So when I hear this "Song of Ten Thousand Grains" at this moment, what I hear is the answer to "Big Dream". You see, the fate of ordinary people is so similar, from birth to death, from school to unemployment, each stage can be summed up in one or two words, and each stage also has a confusion that knows each other. Along the way, it seems that there are always many answers to questions. However, the fate of ordinary people is so tenacious, just like the "10,000 seeds" sung in the song, even if they are thrown into the soil, they can take root, sprout, blossom, stand up, and face this endless life. As Camus said, "Man is his own end, and his only end." "It's like we live for the sake of life itself, not for a purpose. Isn't this the heroism that belongs to ordinary people? Even if you see through the truth of life, even if you have to face those pains, disappointments, confusion and anxiety, you are still not willing to be knocked down by suffering, but take the initiative to seek the direction of happiness. They may not be seen, often not understood, and left with only a flash in the pan for speculation and divergence. And it is these images of the branches that reflect the life of you and me like a song. #In 2023, we have the opportunity to meet green-skinned frogs all over the world. From the city streets to the town market, there are always a few beautiful green figures, carrying a series of small frog balloons, swaggering and selling, staging a wonderful show of "life is not easy, frogs sell their arts". What remains unchanged is the eye-catching *** on the chest that shines with the brilliance of money. 
The frogs occasionally do their tricks, sometimes dance miracles, sometimes punch the Snow King, and turn the whole road into their own show. Even in the subway, they are often seen, carrying takeaways and slumped in their seats. Like every tired worker, the body is still here, but the soul has flown thousands of miles away. 
Occasionally, its arrogance will be suppressed and fall into the embarrassment of the "four policemen in the future". In many scenes, he is fleeing, and someone is chasing him behind him. Everyone went around and around, just for a few taels of broken silver. 
But there are also warm moments of compassion for each other. The frog moves bricks during the day, "sells cubs" at night, has no business, and cries bitterly when the street collapses. The policeman passing by stopped, hugged his head and comforted: "Man, swallow your tears, don't cry, eat first." ”
In a word, pry open the shell of the frog. They're not real frogs, and they're not here to be fun. Under the ugly hood, there are often tired, sweat-soaked faces, and some may have gray hair. 
The frog suit is the "coat" they use to make a living, and it is also the camouflage that they integrate into their lives. The moment you put on the doll suit, it is not only the body of the frog that swells up, but also the confidence of the person under the skin to cope with daily life. When I was a child, everyone played role-playing, and everyone competed to be the Monkey King wielding a golden hoop stick; When I grew up, I found out that more people would just be working frogs who played tricks. But why not be a frog? Dressed in the shell of a frog, people can say goodbye to the cruel reality for a short time, and weave a sour and relaxing dream for themselves. It's like a safe house for modern people, with countless possibilities. You could say it's a kind of helpless pessimism, but isn't it a kind of commendable optimism? #Last year's most popular dance, who is the third subject? went to the restaurant to eat hot pot, and the waiters were jumping; Watching a ballet, the little swans on the stage are dancing; Brush short**, all kinds of passers-by at home and abroad are jumping; At the annual meeting of major companies, workers were forced to jump; Now even the rehearsal scene of the Spring Festival Gala is suspected of appearing in it. 
After watching too much, people in front of the screen will subconsciously sway to the rhythm of "A Dream of Rivers and Lakes". The new generation of national dance lives up to its name. It's just that nothing can guarantee that everyone likes it, and it is inevitable that some people will say that it is vulgar, that it is social, that it jumps like a spiritual brother and a little sister, and that it has become popular all over the country and has become a new round of traffic passwords. It's not that I can't understand that some people dismiss it. Aesthetics are subjective and fluid, and will always vary from person to person. But it is not necessary to deny its existence. There is a reason for it.
When you see countless different but similar people dancing the same dance in the sugarcane field, in the sorghum field, and in front of the red-tiled house on the small screen, it is hard not to be struck by the vigorous vitality. What it shows is a wild touch, there is no threshold, no standard, and no distinction between superior and inferior.
The professional dancers who dance on the professional stage and the folk artists who dance in the fields of the town are undoubtedly equal. They share this world, the rhythm of every dance. Vulgar, why can't it become elegant? Subject 3 thus becomes a template for expression that does not require an opening. When you broadcast this ** and make this action, you will naturally be accepted and recognized by the whole group.
So people are dancing in restaurants, jumping in fields, jumping on stages, and dancing on screens big and small. At the moment when they began to beat, they pulled out of their vague identities and found their attitudes, their personalities, and themselves. #I once looked at a set of data that said that today's elementary school students don't want to be scientists anymore. They want to be Internet celebrities, anchors, and those landscapes that look glamorous. But the anchor, is it really so easy to be? Not necessarily. I've brushed up on such a paragraph**.
On a snowy day, the road was covered with thick snow, and a small girl wearing a down jacket and a thick hat sat directly in the snow and sang live all night until dawn. Is she cold? Of course, it will be cold, and the nose will be red from the cold. Why did she keep singing? For more topics, better traffic? Yes, but not entirely. We have to admit that the injustice of the world has persisted protractedly. Some people are born with good looks, family backgrounds, or resources, while others may have nothing. Just like these anchors, they are also singing, and the level is about the same, some people will become popular, but some people will work silently for a long time. They had to do everything they could to get a chance. In places where the public can't see, anchors like this girl are the obscure majority.
On the streets late at night, many people dragged their suitcases and walked around, just to find a small place to stay, so that they could complete the live broadcast all night until they were seen.
It's not that you have to be an anchor, it's not that you yearn for a drunken life, for most of them, anchors are just a kind of profession. There are 28 rules in any industry, and the anchor industry is no exception. As a result, 20 percent of people earn 80 percent of the money, and the remaining 80 percent compete for 20 percent of the resources. In that case, who wouldn't want to be that 20%? However, this world is built from the bottom, otherwise it will become an ethereal castle in the sky. Without this 80%, how can there be 20%? So the event became simpler. When you persevere, when you are determined, you may be able to get a chance to rise to 20% and become the lucky one favored by fate. At this moment, Rilke's verse became their guide: "What victory can be said of, and holding on means everything." "Life has not forgotten you, it holds you in your hands, and it will never let you down. ”#During last year's May Day holiday, a buddy became popular with his skillful flash skills. In just five days, he drove towards the mountaineering twilight, compressed the itinerary to the extreme, and finally successfully reached the top of Wuyue, leaving his vigorous figure on the top of the mountain. And I haven't delayed going home to work on time.
Some people saw that he came and went in a hurry, saying that this was swallowing dates, and he didn't experience the connotation, so it was not worth emulating. As everyone knows, in the eyes of friends who are keen on special forces-style tourism, he has become a beacon and a benchmark. The so-called special forces tourism is to do only one thing in a limited time, like special forces training, sleepless, just to frantically check in, eat, drink and have fun. Abbreviation, "Get in the car to sleep, get out of the car and go crazy." This is to see as much as possible in the shortest amount of time and on the least budget. The "special forces" are all masters of time management. Weekends are their most common time to travel, and a two-day round trip may seem like a limit, but it's also worth the challenge. Adhering to the fine tradition of "coming and coming", everyone divides all the time into different scenic spots or delicacies in an orderly manner, and must be sure to check in all the destinations you want to check in.
They also know how to control budgets. All the money should be spent on the blade, the train is not the plane, the overnight stay on the transportation does not have to spend money to go to the hotel, the distance from point to point is the best time to catch up on sleep, and the eyes should be remembered when you get off the train. This has created the ultimate itinerary of "33 hours of fast travel in Beijing", "2 days and 1 night in Xinjiang", and "24 hours and 16 meals in Zibo".
It's not that no one complains, thinking that this kind of high-intensity itinerary will become assimilated tourism. Those similar transportation experiences, and the scenery touched in the local area, will be compressed into similar modules, unable to replicate the freshness and sense of adventure of the trip itself. But there is no need to ask them what the point of doing so is. Life doesn't need that much meaning sometimes. Experience is enjoyment, arrival is success. What's more, when they're on the road, how can they not complete another kind of adventure? Every extreme outing, they are consciously pushing their boundaries, looking for a powerful prescription that balances real life and the distant world. #Tianjin's Lion Forest Bridge received the most visitors last year. People flocked to enjoy the elegant posture of the Tianjin masses diving.
The indulgent aunts and uncles are relaxed and their steps are light. Or like a butterfly, or like a fallen leaf. went forward and successively interpreted that sentence with his superb skills, like a dragon.
Young people are inspired. Looking at this guy, he obviously didn't care that when he didn't take off his shoes and entered the water, the wig was still in the air.
Foreign friends also stood on the high platform. They have to admire that the Chinese really know martial arts.
Avatar, dressed in blue, also came. After she made a few movements, she jumped down, not knowing whether Pandora's blue and magnificent water world had Tianjin water depth.
Diving on the bridge is not a lack of heart, and I don't want to attract attention, it is just a long-standing tradition. It's just that in the age of the Internet, news has become easier to spread, attracting more unknown participants. Inexperience, lack of preparation, plainness adds to the danger. Many people grew up watching their parents dive when they were young, and when they grew up, they became the scenery to be seen, which just echoed their own lives.
Thinking about it, this is very in line with the character background of Tianjin people - optimistic and positive, and can often unexpectedly live a silent life. Life is always accompanied by setbacks, and reality takes the trouble to polish idealists into pragmatism, so that the proud learn to bow their heads. So the more we grow up, the less we know ourselves, and we only feel how high-spirited our past selves are when we dream back at midnight. These aunts and uncles who have gone through vicissitudes are not exempt from vulgarity. The years have long left their mark on them, and the decline in physical strength and gray hair have repeatedly reminded them of the fact that they are no longer young. Diving at Tianjin Qiaotou is like they are using the magic of time for themselves. When they walk on the bridge, when they are in the limelight, they seem to have changed back to the self they once thought they could do everything. Always young, always brilliant, never admit defeat. #Recently, a lot of topics are saying that middle-class consumption is degrading wildly. Externally, the most obvious is the sudden disappearance of those who learn and buy pianos. Maybe everyone finally discovered that the ideal can't be bounced.
At the same time, posts resold on major platforms are endless, but they have dived one after another.
The original price of 100,000 yuan of piano clearance sale, and also give the piano bench, piano cover and eye protection lamp.
Looking at the ski market, which suddenly exploded in the past few years, it has gradually died down. Last season, the snow ticket** overtook Europe and approached the North Great Lakes Ski Resort in North America. More lifts and more skiable areas were built this season, but the price was reduced by 20%.
If you buy live skiing** and ski packages through various channels, there are many discounts. With such a discount, the number of people in Beidahu is visible to the naked eye less than last year.
Gone are the days of "queuing for half an hour and skiing for 10 minutes" for C and G cables.
It's not just the Great Great Lake.
The Songhua Lake Electric Music Festival, Urumqi Silk Road, Keketuohai, and Chongli all have a downward trend in ski tourists. Hemujikepulin, which can be called the ceiling of China's ski resorts, has recently been caught in the storm of "it's too expensive". Equestrian classes and Japanese food stores, which were once closely related to middle-class consumption, have also begun to reduce prices. Under the influence of the general environment, when uncertainty becomes the most certain thing at the moment, people don't care about putting more labels on themselves. Those objects that symbolize "poetry and distance", and those consumption concepts that flaunt their status, have become a thing of the past. People have to start thinking about more realistic issues and start talking about what kind of life they can afford. After all, dreams are often far away, but life is within reach. The consumption downgrade of the middle class is not a bow to life, but an expedient measure after recognizing the reality. In a complex situation, everyone needs to operate in a more efficient way to cope with the devastation of life. It is precisely this kind of redundancy that makes people recognize themselves more clearly. In the past, they were limited by the title of the middle class, and they always thought that everything should be according to the standard and keep up with the trend of the big army. But who sets the standard? Who defines trends? And who is testing them? In fact, there is no one, only their own tense nerves. Now, leaving behind the heavy label, they can face their hearts squarely and get the long-lost ease. The middle class in the label and the people in the story have finally returned to their true selves.
I often feel that life is like a big dream for all living beings. When everyone is in it, they can't see and guess, so they can only fumble and do a lot of things. It's like a seed that, blown there, will take root there. However, "the heart of the plantain is not dried by fire, and the roots and seedlings of the rice are reborn after the frost." "It is also this seed that can always grow tenaciously on the soil where it has taken root.
I love the energy that this song brings and reminds me of the story of Sisyphus. Sisyphus angered the gods. As punishment, he was asked to push a boulder to the top of the mountain. Unfortunately, the stone could not stay on the top of the steep mountain, it fell again and again, and Sisyphus had to push the boulder again and again. He will do the repetitive work endlessly until the energy of life is gone. Look at that mountain, it doesn't look like it's on our track. Look at that stone, it doesn't look like our life. Therefore, onlookers often think that Sisyphus is heroic and tragic. They shared the same thoughts as the gods, and felt that what punishment could be harsher than this fruitless and hopeless, never-ending labor? And what's the point of a person's life when it can only be consumed in this monotonous and tedious action? However, Sisyphus does not think so. Because he knows, "He is the master of his own life." "His destiny is his, and his rock is his business. "Every time he pushes that boulder, he pushes his destiny. Even if he sees the fall of the boulder 10,000 times, he will choose to start again for the 10,000th time. In Camus's words: "The struggle for a high place is enough in itself to fill a person's heart." And this upward struggle has come to life. As the MV says at the end: "Life throws us into the dust, then we become a seed, in 2024, germinate, blossom, and bear fruit." ”
I am very grateful to Lenovo Group for inviting Vayna to write the story of us into the song. From Lenovo and Wayna, I felt a common temperament, kindness, sincerity, and people-oriented. It is worth mentioning that the creation of the song and MV this time was completed with the support of Lenovo's AI PC. As the sentence at the end of the MV, Lenovo believes in the power of everyone, maybe there will be more possibilities and surprises waiting for us in 2024. This is their vision for the new year and our shared vision. It's hard to define what life should look like. I think it's like a piece of cloth, broken here and mended there, and finally it becomes a unique painting that belongs only to me. 2024 has arrived, and no one knows what kind of color will be added to this painting in the future. But at the moment, when we hear this song, we are welcoming it with great anticipation, just like the bright sunshine of a new day. In any case, "when the sun shines on the rice, the sun shines on us." ”
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