The first time I watched this movie was one afternoon in the third year of high school on Sunday, the mock exam for one and a half days on the weekend of the third year of high school, and the rest of the afternoon and evening when we went home to rest. Exhausted, I won’t read any books anymore. I spend two or three hours in the former staff bathhouse, watch TV for a while after recovering my energy, and go to bed at 90 o’clock in the evening. CCTV was broadcasting the movie that afternoon, and it was already the second half when I saw it, but it quickly caught my attention. After that, I downloaded the movie from the Internet, and it has always been stored in the mobile hard disk. After a while, I will watch it again. Whenever the violin plays at the end, I am still as moved as when I first watched it. self. In fact, the plot of this inspirational film is not very novel. Why did it leave such a deep impression on me? I think it's the background that resonates with me. This inspirational story takes place in a mine in the mountains of the United States. The small town where the Rocket Boys live depends entirely on the operation of the mine. The strong laborers in the town are all miners in the mines, and the houses they live in are owned by the mining companies. Most of the boys in high school will also work in the mines after graduation. It's like the community I lived in when I was a kid, built entirely because of a big state-run factory. The community is basically populated by cadres and workers from the factory. The family area has hospitals, bathhouses, canteens, and elementary schools, junior high schools, and technical schools for children. An ordinary child who goes from elementary school to technical school becomes an employee of the factory and joins the factory to work. In my childhood, the benefits of the factory were quite good. The employee dance, the private movie, and the lantern festival on the 15th and 16th day of the first lunar month were all happy moments in the back of my mind. Although I don’t have the experience of building rockets together with the Rocket Boys, I can naturally bring the children in the family home during the summer vacation to play hide-and-seek together, play poker on the school playground, and even sneak into the factory to play in the workshop. The people at the security office found that they slammed us out fiercely. Therefore, the boom and fall of the mine and the town, as well as the joys and sorrows of the people in the town, I feel so sympathetic, like the resurrection of the factory, and I personally experienced it again. Just like the ending of the closing of the mine at the end of the movie, after the state-owned enterprise was restructured, the employees were laid off, and the benefits were still poor. Later, it went bankrupt and the employees were dismissed to make trouble. Now the entire factory area and even the old family courtyard, including my old house, are all gone. Awaiting demolition. Every time I go home and see another familiar building razed to the ground, it's like the memory has been forcibly removed. When I went home during the Spring Festival this year, my eldest cousin and his daughter-in-law invited me and my second cousin to have dinner. It was very late after dinner, so I went to his newly bought house with my second cousin. overnight. The new house has not been fully moved in. His parents are still living in the old house. The new house only has one bed and one sofa to sleep in. I just make do with the sofa for one night. The next day I woke up earlier, and when I looked out the window, I found that this building was built on the north side of the original factory. You can overlook the entire factory area from above. Most of the workshops are still there, but they are dilapidated. Through the broken roof, you can see the empty workshop inside. In the past, the assembly lines were filled with lines, and it seemed that the workshop was not so empty at all. There is also the 12-story science and technology building, which once symbolized the prosperity and prosperity of the factory. Now the green walls have fallen off, and few pieces of brown glass are intact. You can vaguely see the office inside, the ceiling has fallen, and the building materials A mess, and a chair with a missing leg fell to the ground. Like a death row prisoner waiting to be sentenced, tragically enduring the arrival of another day when his life was dying. This horrific sight only left me in a daze, and I couldn't tell exactly what I was feeling. The second cousin woke up and walked to the window and asked me what I was looking at? I am still very interested in pointing out to him, where is the design office and measurement office where my dad used to work, where is the quality inspection office and the Vientiane company where my mother used to work. Although I don't know much about the factory area, I still try to show off. Although I spoke very hard, the second cousin yawned sleepily. It stands to reason that he is also a child of the factory, but after all, he is ten years younger than me. When he is sensible, the factory is already dying. The children's elementary school was assigned to the city when he went to school. The source of students were all children near the urban area, and there was no concept of children. But the indifference of the listeners did not affect my discussion at all, and I told him that when he was born, the factory manager took advantage of the opportunity of restructuring to embezzle hundreds of millions of assets, and when the employees could no longer bear his nonsense, he was ready to start employees When the Congress dismissed him, he heard rumors and went to Shenzhen to hide for more, and the factory never recovered. Some of these stories are from what I have heard, and some from what I have seen with my own eyes. For example, the notice for the meeting was posted on the gate of the family home in the West District of my home. After listening to these gossips, the second cousin was still a little energetic, and in the end he just smiled, and then went to get dressed and prepare to go back to the old house. Before putting on my coat, I took another look at the factory area below. Those familiar scenes that can no longer be familiar have now come to an end, and maybe they will no longer exist when they come back next year for the New Year. Strange to say, in the market stores I passed by in Beijing, and even self-built office buildings, it is common to say that there is no such thing. Apart from being a little surprised at first, I will never have any other thoughts, let alone such complicated feelings, and the reason for it is not clear to me at the moment. Just at that moment, I suddenly remembered a poem by Yuan Zhen: "The ancient palace is sparsely populated, and the palace flowers are lonely and red. The white-headed palace maid is here, sit and talk about Xuanzong." It fits my mood very well, and at the same time secretly mocks: How can you be so sentimental like an old palace maid? He couldn't help but smile at a loss, and in an instant, that smile was left in the morning light of the newborn.
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