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（Memories Filled With Dust——Video Editing Experiment ）
主要技术：Touch designer视频转粒子波动效果。
“我真正获得故乡，其实是因为离开了它”灵感来源于贾樟柯的乡土长片和一次感冒发烧徒步去往诊所的路上，原先最为普通的路边街景在此时脆弱的我眼里却是穿过时光隧道的童年记忆。在大城市里这些景象其实很普遍却因为光鲜的城市风景所掩盖而难得，但是很多时候只有这些从小接触的环境才是属于大部分人的。因为地域发展不平衡和资源不对等，我们的童年组成甚至停留在上世纪，我们在有限的资源中学习成为人们口中的天才，但出了故土才发现自己的渺小和平庸，而我们却在现代化的城市中求学工作，努力理解融入城市的生活节奏的同时，童年的回忆却在不断消逝，总会有人在接下来的人生中一直追补回忆，寻求慰藉，获得自信，找寻属于我们自己的时代印记。
在高强度与内耗的工作学习中，不知道自己的结果如何，没有融入的群体，交流没有从前频繁，在作业的内卷中逐步身体不适，生病在床四肢无力，这场发烧帮助我从现状逃离，我的休息有了无法抗拒的理由，而我想更大的占有这种感觉，我选择步行出门看病，而我在路上看到的许多人和物都把我带回了以前那个纯粹的自己，我在那个环境里最简单的快乐，最原始的激情，不妨要问自己，从前的自己哪里去了，在成长的道路中异化了吗。那个最开始的我我显然已经触摸不住，像梦幻一样的回忆已经没人证明，好像天真快乐的我真的已经消失不见，像睡醒后梦的内容已烟消云散，梦的感觉意犹未尽，而这时生病的我已然处在梦中的感受，异常平静地看着周围的所有事物，比我在平时匆匆忙忙看的更有实感，世界好像静了下来，这种平静贯穿了我一整个成长阶段，而现在却发现时间的流速已经没有概念，或许这个时代早已不属于我们。路途中许多不起眼和看似脏乱的画面，却在这时变得十分浪漫，因为这和童年一样布满了尘土，正在施工的农民工更让我想起来小时候的农忙场面，简单而忙碌，那是生活气息最足的片刻。我继续向前走，身体微微出汗，气息不稳，时常的腿软和舌根发酸，我知道这个片刻的感觉只能在这时感受，我仍然要投入到当下的生活当中，仍然要向前看，“家”在脑海中是一个无言的电影，等待你在放映室安静的观看，它不会表露感情和情绪，但你总会在历历在目的片段中感动，吃过药身体的不适逐渐瓦解，也带走了我这些本来就已经消失的感受。
Main technology: Touch designer video to particle wave effect.
"I truly found my hometown by leaving it" is inspired by Jia Zhangke's rural feature films and a time I walked to the clinic with a cold and fever. The once ordinary street scene, in my fragile eyes, became a childhood memory transported through a time tunnel. These scenes are actually common in big cities, but are obscured by the glamorous cityscapes and rarely seen. Yet, often, only these childhood environments truly belong to most people. Due to uneven regional development and resource asymmetry, our childhoods are often stuck in the past century. We learn within limited resources to become what some call geniuses, only to discover our own insignificance and mediocrity upon leaving our homeland. As we study and work in modern cities, striving to understand and integrate into the rhythms of urban life, our childhood memories are constantly fading. Some of us will always pursue these memories throughout our lives, seeking comfort, confidence, and a personal stamp of our own time.
Amidst the intense and internally draining work and study, I had no idea how I was faring. I didn't have a group to connect with, and my interactions weren't as frequent as before. Gradually, I became unwell amidst the relentless pressure of homework, sick and bedridden. This fever helped me escape from my current situation, giving me an irresistible reason to rest, and I wanted to possess this feeling even more deeply. I chose to walk to the doctor, and the people and things I saw along the way brought back a sense of my former, purer self. In that environment, I felt simple joy, my most primal passion. I had to ask myself, where had that former self gone? Had I become alienated along the path of growth? That original me was clearly untouchable. The dreamlike memories no one could bear witness to. It was as if the innocent, happy me had vanished, like the contents of a dream vanishing after waking, leaving the dream lingering. But now, sick, I felt like I was already in a dream, observing everything around me with an unusual calm, a more real presence than my usual hurried gaze. The world seemed to have quieted down. This calm had permeated my entire formative years, but now I find myself losing track of the passage of time. Perhaps this era no longer belongs to us. Many of the seemingly insignificant and messy scenes along the way became deeply romantic at this moment, dusty as my childhood. The migrant workers working on the construction site reminded me of the busy farming days of my childhood: simple yet busy, moments that felt most alive to life. I continued walking, sweating slightly, my breath unsteady, my legs occasionally weak and my tongue aching. I knew this moment could only be felt at this moment, and I still had to immerse myself in the present, to keep looking forward. "Home" in my mind is a silent movie, waiting to be quietly watched in the screening room. It doesn't express feelings or emotions, but you'll always be moved by the vivid fragments. After taking the medicine, the discomfort in my body gradually dissipated, taking with it these feelings that had already disappeared.
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