Xiaozizi's family lives in a poor mountain village. His sister has a pair of second-hand sneakers, which were given to her by relatives in the city when they came to visit.
One day, he went to retrieve the repaired shoes for his sister, but accidentally lost them. Fearing his parents' punishment, Coyotito begged his sister to make an agreement with him: she would wear his shoes every day when she went to school, and then change them after school.
Send him to school.
Coyotito originally planned to find the shoes, but after trying several times and still not finding them, he finally gave up and decided to buy a new pair of shoes.
In order to make money to buy new shoes, he tried to catch fish in the river, but the fish he caught after working hard for a long time were eaten by his friends.
He went to catch cicadas again and secretly bought them at the market, but was almost arrested as a speculator.
After finally getting the money, at this time, his father, who went to work in the city's construction team during the off-season, was injured. In order to treat his father's illness, he spent his hard-earned money, and his idea of ​​buying shoes was once again ruined.
Later, Xiaozizi saw the notice of a long-distance running competition held by the commune, and the prize of the competition happened to be a pair of shoes.
Xiaoguozi finally participated in the long-distance running competition after all his efforts, but he was short and could not outrun the older children. He ran as hard as he could, and all he could see in front of his eyes was his sister changing shoes with him after school. In the end, he
After falling down, he desperately got up and rushed to the finish line in order to win, but unfortunately he didn't even finish in the top ten.
While the champion enjoyed the applause and prizes of victory, Coyotito's eyes were filled with tears and disappointment.
On the other hand, after recovering from his injury, his father finally received compensation from the construction team. The first thing he thought of was to buy new shoes for Coyotito and his sister.
The sad Xiaozizi returned home and found that his father had bought new shoes for his sister and him.
He took off his tattered old shoes and soaked his blistered feet in the stream. After washing his feet, he could wear new shoes.
At this time, a small fish swam towards him and surrounded his feet.
"Little Shoes" is a film written and directed by Iranian director Majid Majidi. The film was released in 1997 and won several film festival awards, but none of them were heavyweights. The only thing worthy of praise is that it was shortlisted for that year's film festival.
Oscar for Best Foreign Language Film.
This film focuses on the whole process of poor children realizing a dream in their own way with a warm eye. It is full of humanistic care, innocence, kindness, friendship and positivity. These precious qualities are vividly displayed in the film.
Although the film did not achieve any breakthrough honors at the time, it profoundly affected the development of Iranian films and even Asian films in the following thirty years.
Just like Zhang Yimou's "Red Sorghum" came out at the Berlin Film Festival and profoundly affected the Chinese film industry after that.
"Little Shoes" and director Majid Majidi have also set Iranian films on a path that focuses on reality and has humanistic concerns. It has suddenly emerged in the world of film and established its own unique style.
It can be said that the beginning of Iranian films in the world film industry after 2010 is inseparable from the influence of the classic film "Little Shoes".
Lin Chaoyang presented this yet-to-be-born film in the form of text and localized it. He not only retained the positive and warm style of the original work, but also injected the beauty of the text into the story, making this novel bloom.
Unprecedented vitality.
At the end of the novel, Xiaozizi finally got the shoes he dreamed of. Wu Yingfang couldn't help but burst into tears as she imagined him putting his tender but blistered feet into the clear water.
"Why are you still crying?"
Tao Yushu noticed something strange about her and asked quickly.
Wu Yingfang wiped away her tears and said in a tearful voice: "Yushu, you must read this new novel by Xu Lingjun, it is so well written!"
"Wow! How can he be so sensational? I didn't even intend to cry!"
The more Wu Yingfang said this, the more she couldn't hold back her tears.
The novel gradually gained momentum, and some of her imaginary pictures kept flashing in her mind.
A poor family, a child changing shoes to go to school with his sister, a thin figure running hard for a new pair of shoes...
In fact, Lin Chaoyang did not deliberately sensationalize the novel, but every reader has his or her own thoughts.
The information and emotions conveyed through abstract words are processed by the brain. Although they are not as intuitive as images, they are more impactful and unforgettable for a long time.
Listening to Wu Yingfang's words, Tao Yushu realized that she was crying while reading novels.
Looking at Wu Yingfang's appearance, she couldn't help crying or laughing, but she couldn't help but feel a little proud in her heart.
She was the first reader of "Little Shoes", so she naturally knew the content of this novel. When she read the manuscript, she couldn't help but get wet in her eyes several times.
But she is different from Wu Yingfang. Apart from being relatively blind in love, she is very rational most of the time and rarely sheds tears over a novel.
The value of "Little Shoes" lies not in its hysterical sadness and unbridled catharsis, but precisely in its positivity, kindness, warmth and humanistic care.
Thanks to her husband's poetic word processing, this simple and simple story does not seem thin or boring at all, but is profound and meaningful, making people feel full of strength and hope after reading it.
"Okay, okay, don't cry anymore. Your eyes will be swollen if you cry again. It's just a novel." Tao Yushu comforted her.
"What do you mean it's just a novel?"
Wu Yingfang was crying and became unhappy after hearing this, "If you haven't read the novel, don't talk nonsense. This is not an ordinary novel."
Her eyes were red and her nose was sniffling, "I'm telling you, this novel is much better than "The Wrangler". Apart from those famous novels, it is the best novel I have read in the past two years."
"Xu Lingjun...Xu Lingjun..." Wu Yingfang sobbed, "He writes about rural areas better than Zhao Shuli and Shen Congwen!"
The words Wu Yingfang blurted out made Tao Yushu feel a sense of fear, "Don't speak so exaggeratedly. If others hear you, not only will I have to argue with you, but even Xu Lingjun may be criticized verbally."
"Just argue, the more you argue, the clearer the truth becomes! Am I still afraid that they won't succeed? Xu Lingjun's writing is so good!"
As the saying goes, one person is pink and the other is black. Tao Yushu looked at Wu Yingfang's performance and shook his head speechlessly.
"Okay, let's not talk about the novel anymore. Class is about to start, so hurry up and go."
Tao Yushu urged Wu Yingfang to go to class. While walking, Wu Yingfang did not forget to say to her: "Yushu, your comments are so good. You must read "Little Shoes" carefully this time and write more articles for it.
Comment."
"Well, I will definitely write it when I have time."
Tao Yushu said perfunctorily.
The two of them walked to the second floor of the classroom where classes were about to begin. As they were talking, they saw their classmate Hu Heping coming out of the boys' dormitory.
"He Ping, why are you going?" Tao Yushu took the initiative to say hello to him.
"Yushu! Yingfang! I'm going to attend an event outside of school."
Hu Heping said hello to the two of them and hurriedly passed them by on his bicycle, looking like he was in a hurry.
"Why is he going?" Tao Yushu asked curiously, looking at his back.
Class is about to start now, but I don’t even have class.
"You don't know? He has been very close to the "Today" gang recently. He probably went to participate in "Today" activities!" Wu Yingfang said with some envy.
In the past six months, "Today", a folk publication founded by a group of poets and college students, has exerted a huge influence on major universities in Yanjing. It is widely popular among students, and many people are famous for being able to compete with "Today"
The founding teams of "Today" have overlapped with each other, and we are proud to participate in "Today" activities.
It would be even better if one of my works could be published in "Today".
Wu Yingfang is right. Hu Heping has been very close to the people of "Today" recently. He skipped school today just to participate in today's activities.
He left the gate of Yan Normal University and walked all the way to the vicinity of Dongshitiao Hutong. He turned around a building, walked through a narrow corridor, turned around a courtyard, and finally came to a large courtyard.
This is the home of Zhao Zhenkai, one of the founders of "Today" and the soul figure. It is the daily gathering place for the editorial department and writers of "Today".
Today's gathering is a poetry discussion. Hu Heping started to contribute to "Today" two months ago. Although his works have not been accepted, he has gradually become familiar with a group of people in "Today". Today he is Ying Yang
I was invited to practice.
The courtyard of Zhao Zhenkai's house is a courtyard, and the layout of the courtyard is a bit messy. It is already three o'clock in the afternoon, the sun is gradually setting in the west, and there is no direct sunlight. There are more than 20 young people gathered in the courtyard, giving off a sense of
A mysterious and solemn atmosphere.
The seminar was held in a large room next to the main room. Zhao Zhenkai presided over the meeting. This was the first time Hu Heping saw Zhao Zhenkai in person, and he was particularly excited.
Not only Zhao Zhenkai, there are also several poets who are very well-known in Yanjing today. Most of them are young men, some are workers, some are college students. They all have different identities, but they are all talented because of their love for poetry.
Gather here.
Listening to everyone's self-introduction, Hu Heping felt his blood boiling.
The meeting was chaired by Zhao Zhenkai. Different from the impassioned atmosphere as imagined, the atmosphere of the discussion was a bit depressing. Today is both a discussion and an appreciation meeting. Everyone has their own cultural heritage and way of understanding, and their understanding and expression of poetry are naturally different.
They are not the same, so there is bound to be controversy.
In less than half an hour, the big room was filled with quarrels. Several lesbians who attended the meeting were also choked by the smoke in the room and complained so much that Zhao Zhenkai had to announce a temporary break.
A group of people came to the courtyard to get some air, scattered in twos and threes.
Hu Heping was familiar with Yang Lian, so he stood next to Yang Lian and watched him chatting with others. Hu Heping remembered that the female student who was chatting with Yang Lian introduced herself as if she was from Yan University.
"...The imagery in your poem is too abstract. As a poet, of course I can understand it. But readers rely solely on their imagination and aesthetic appreciation of the text to interpret the poem. I feel that this is not conducive to the spread of poetry."
Faced with the girl's denial, Yang Lian kept smoking. After finishing the cigarette, he slowly spoke.
“I think the imagery or symbolism of poetry is actually expanding its boundaries, as well as the boundaries of human thinking and feeling, which will greatly enhance our aesthetic space when appreciating art.
If, as you said, we just do some simple processing just to accommodate readers, I think that would be detrimental to the development of poetry.
When we write new poems, we not only want to convey a new creative concept, but also establish a new value concept.
We no longer want the false and empty things of the past, but we must write and praise people as human beings.
People should not be like a grass waiting for redemption, nor should they be driven by history like a screw.
Poetry is poetry. Compared with the past, we pursue its own meaning and the beauty it can bring to readers, rather than the things attached to it.
Poetry must be like poetry and have poetic flavor!”
Yang Lian's tone was not passionate, but it easily conquered the girl's desire to win. She looked at Yang Lian with eyes that unconsciously showed a bit of admiration and admiration.
At this time, the girl with braids next to her said: "Hey, have you seen the "Yanjing Literature and Art" released today?"
The girl with braided braids suddenly mentioned "Yanjing Literature and Art", and the topic was not far away, but Yang Lian still replied: "I haven't read it, what's wrong?"
"Nothing. Xu Lingjun published a new novel on it. I just want to hear your opinion on this novel."
Yang Lian shook his head. Naturally, it was not convenient for him to express an opinion on something he had not seen.
The girl with braids gave Hu Heping the opportunity to participate in the chat, "Is it that "Little Shoes"?"
"Yes, have you seen it?" the girl with braids asked him.
"I haven't finished it, I've only read half of it." Hu Heping replied truthfully.
"What do you think?"
Facing the girl's question, Hu Heping pondered for a while before saying: "I haven't finished the novel yet, so I can't give a final evaluation. I can only talk about my feelings after reading it so far."
He gave a premise. Seeing that no one said anything, they just looked at him and continued talking.
"From a textual perspective, I think Xu Lingjun's performance in this novel has made some progress compared to "The Wrangler". In his writing, the impoverished rural life seems to be a little more poetic.
And I can clearly feel the positive and warm atmosphere created by his brushwork. The last time I was so touched by the content of local literature was when I read Shen Congwen's works.
Xu Lingjun's story, although everyone says "The Wrangler" is scar literature, I don't agree with it.
His personal style is very distinct, and this time "Little Shoes" is similar to "Wrangler" in some aspects.
They all have a spirit of being positive and refusing to admit defeat despite being in difficult situations, which is very inspiring. I always feel a sense of strength after reading the novel!"
After Hu Heping finished speaking, he looked at everyone with some unconfidence, "This is all my personal opinion. I don't know if it is right or not. Everyone is welcome to criticize and correct me."
The girl with braids asked politely: "Then do you think his stuff smells of preaching and hypocrisy?"
When she asked this question, Hu Heping looked a little surprised.
Could this girl have some beef with Xu Lingjun? She was given such a big label right away.
While Hu Heping was hesitating, the girl next to him pulled the girl with braids.
"Jianying, please pay attention."
"It doesn't matter, it's just a discussion!"
Zha Jianying looked at Hu Heping and asked, "Do you feel this way?"
Chapter completed!