Departure from the Plateau

A rainwater cellar in a dry plateau, a father frozen in a bridge pier, a tightly hugged door lintel, a drone sinking into a reservoir... This is the spiritual road sign of the Zhang family's forty-year journey, and it is also a cold footnote of the fission between urban and rural areas. Zhang Jianguo carved his blood and sweat on the construction site with a bald steel drill, and eventually became the nameless cornerstone of the city's rise. His death was like a cold rivet, nailing his wife Li Xiulan's red scarf and his son's childhood to the tragic song of loess thousands of miles away. Zhang Chengshan jumped from the tricycle of a scavenger to the glitz of a logistics tycoon, but fell suddenly under the intoxication of capital and the physical demise of his home (clinging to the door lintel in the ruins of his mother!), And his identity was torn like catkins in the wind. Zhang Xu, an aboriginal in the digital age, tried to use live broadcast footage and drones to create blood for his homeland. However, in the ridicule of "I don't understand Apple", he found that the umbilical cord between himself and the land had long been severed by the wanderings of his father's generation and the smoke of the times. The cellar water has dried up, tall buildings have risen; door lintels have fallen, and data is flowing. In 2020, the old house is filled with smoke and dust. Three generations stand in the spiritual wilderness. What they hold tightly in their hands is the steel drill left by their father? Is it my mother's faded red headscarf? Or that drone that can sow seeds and signals at the same time? "Legend of the Plateau" - Amidst the roar of the great wheel of the times and the triviality of individual destiny, we ask where our common "home" is.