This poem focuses on supermarkets. When there are no customers, it is really a good thinking environment. You might as well think about it. Maybe you are looking for it in this supermarket, staring blankly at the counter, or pushing a pig's leg with nothing to do. No matter which one you are, you have a similar left hand and do nothing. Maybe it's because no one pays attention, maybe it's because the value is only reflected in the moment of trading like ham, or maybe the value of one's life has not been formed like a pig's leg.
However, why is that person tired of division? The object of segmentation is pork. I remember a line from oscar pistorius: "Look at these pedestrians, they are just beef cattle to us." This is what vampires think of human beings. To some extent, we are just some available resources. In front of rulers and powerful forces, if someone wants to eat me, I am a beef cattle. If someone tries to hit me, I'm the target. Religion has a common idea in everything. If you look at yourself humbly, you will find yourself small and ignorant in front of divinity. All creatures don't care about each other, pork and you, understand? Yes! That person can't distinguish a group of people and then sell them according to the needs of customers. How natural. Remember last year's talent exchange market and the just-held joint job fair in colleges and universities?
As a college student, I have deep feelings about this. Although printed resumes and neat suits and formal dresses are out of season in the cold winter, I find that some units deliberately raise the threshold, and my resumes lie in a neat pile of garbage, and I am divided like pork, and the whole hall will suddenly be silent.
Occasionally there will be a surge of philosophical thinking. This company is looking for Jinhua Ham. There is a group of elites hanging on the roof like bats, waiting and condescending. They don't mind turning their bodies upside down. ...
At this point, I dare to assert that the author must have felt social problems such as education and employment, and it is thought-provoking to use such a simple metaphor. I don't say whether the artistic form of philosophical poetry is good or bad, but I feel that few people can understand this poem because of the lack of observation and understanding of life. The author's idea is actually good.
Finally, to tell the truth, this poem is simple in style and intellectually decadent. I want to say that we still have the initiative in life choices. If we don't want to be slaughtered, we can quit the supermarket. Supermarket is just a corner of society, not all, and some people want to go in! Didn't our parents educate us to cherish the learning environment? How many poor children can't afford to go to school, but also look forward to going to the supermarket to have an addiction and realize their own value.
So it's no big deal to see the world clearly The important thing is to dare to do it after seeing it clearly, keep a positive and optimistic heart and live seriously. We may become hot items in the supermarket, or we may become lotus flowers outside the city. Why stick to Xuanwei in Yunnan or Jinhua in Zhejiang?
This is my poetry review. How do you feel? Do you think this "simple and boring poem" has gained anything? That's my understanding.