"Having grown up so much, I have never enjoyed such good treatment." This was a quiet statement by the rescued Wangjialing miner Nong Rongwu to the medical staff standing guard beside him.
The background to this statement is that a special train carrying the rescued miners arrived at Taiyuan Railway Station. The moment the special train stopped, 60 ambulances, urgently dispatched from all over Shanxi Province, were neatly lined up in a long queue. Each ambulance carried only one miner! Behind this scene, CCTV broadcasted the entire process live, with various leaders moving around in front of the cameras, shaking hands endlessly and expressing their gratitude!
Under these spotlights, the dignity of these miners shone brightly! In the gaze of everyone, at this moment, the miners were as precious as national treasures, like pandas! A saying goes: "A filial son comes under the rod, dignity appears before the lens, humanity lies beneath attention..." History has once again proven that nothing has changed, and nothing will change! Now, the only thing left to do is to wait for the Wangjialing incident to subside, gradually fading from people's memories, and then there will be another place like Zhangjialing, Liujialing, or Zhaojialing where lives are quietly buried without attention, without cameras, and without public scrutiny.
What stains the blood is not lessons, but waiting—waiting for the next quiet disaster to come quietly, without CCTV, without cameras, and without gazes. Lives as insignificant as ants come and go quietly. Housing prices are so high, wages are so low, life is so busy... no one can always focus on those disasters that keep happening repeatedly. No one keeps their eyes fixed on our distant compatriots! Thus, life proclaims once again that it is still a matter of fate whether one lives or dies, still a matter of heavenly decree whether one becomes rich or poor. This is the real reason why the TV series "Snail House" was taken off the air. The only difference is how many times you've been through this cycle!
In this short period of time, these miners who were buried deep underground and then resurrected experienced an honor far beyond what they could ever achieve themselves in their lifetimes. It wasn't something they earned; it was just props needed for the spotlight! The moment the flashlights fade away, everything will vanish along with them, quickly returning these miners to the familiar yet dreaded mine shafts they know so well. To survive, they will once again stake their lives against luck. But they don't know if there will be any cameras pointed at them next time! Or if they'll even be able to open their eyes to look at the camera next time! If there is a next time...
There are too many things that can make people forget sorrow! Those tears shed under the spotlight will soon dry in the wind, and those faces that were just filled with unbearable pain will quickly change. Sitting in luxurious official cars, sipping fine tea, holding a coquettishly twisting sprite in their arms, gazing at the dazzling lights of the city, working in an imposing office building, living in palace-like villas built for specific needs, counting the benevolent smiles on banknotes—all these things make people quickly, very quickly, forget that there was ever a place called Wangjialing. There’s too much in this world that we need to remember! Sometimes, forgetting Wangjialing is even easier than forgetting the name dog you’ve raised, "Puppy"!
"Crawl out, and we'll give you safety. Crawl out, and we'll give you dignity." When survival becomes a form of dignity, we no longer have the choice to decide whether we need it or not! As CCTV excitedly shouts about the miracle, few realize that this small miracle is just part of a much larger one. It's truly a miracle that anyone is surprised by the now routine occurrence of mining accidents! On this magical land, it is already a miracle for people to simply survive!
In this brief period, these miners who have been buried deep underground and brought back to life have experienced honors that they would never normally encounter in their lifetime. This honor isn’t something they’ve earned themselves; it’s merely a prop needed for the spotlight! Once the flashlights disappear, everything will vanish with them, and soon they will return to those familiar yet feared mine shafts, risking their lives again to survive. They don’t know if there will be any cameras pointed at them next time! Or if they’ll even be able to open their eyes to see the cameras next time! If there is a next time...