In Maslow's hierarchy of needs, human needs work up from the bottom of the hierarchy: physiology (food and clothing), safety (job security), social needs (friendship), respect, and self-actualization. Compared with this level of demand, I seem to suddenly understand why in the current popularity of variety shows such as music stage variety shows and game competitions, there are so many people who like to watch slow variety shows such as "Longing for Life".
Old friends and new friends mushroom house, relax and sing slow life, this simple state description has already brought us a sense of yearning above survival and longing for life.
In the new episode of "Longing for Life" broadcast by Hunan Satellite TV, when Wu Yue, Chen Qiaoen, Wan Qian, Zhang Xincheng, these acting schools of different ages and generations, put down the role shaping of the camera in the weekday to become themselves, eat and cook in a forest, and sing whenever they want, those sorrows and joys that always bother us suddenly become less important.
When we come, let's find something to eat, and when we come, let's save up some work. Seeing Wu Yue Chen Qiaoen and Wan Qian, put down the pink bead makeup, went straight to the breeding circle of 210 chickens, ducks and geese, picked up Ma Lan's head straight to the forest, and accidentally collected the wild vegetable that those who loved and scoffed at - houttuynia. Not only did he make new discoveries, but he also took props and then entered the mountains and forests, even if he became a "mud doll", he also "captured" a bunch of bamboo shoots and got new skills.
The real life appearance, sincere labor skills, there is no "action" to change others in seconds on weekdays, and there is no need to suddenly be "cut" at a certain emotional node. Instead, in their eyes and expressions, you can see the Wu Yue Benyue, Wan Qian Benqian, Chen Qiaoen Benqiao, Zhang Xincheng who is not often glimpsed, and see the self who originally yearned for such a "peach blossom source" life, but was pressed into the reinforced concrete forest and could not extricate himself.
Under the eastern fence of the chrysanthemum, leisurely seeing the South Mountain, Li Bai will go far away, and there is a singing voice.
After satisfying the food, drink, housing and transportation, the need for social interaction will come unexpectedly. The karaoke machine, known as the mushroom house atmosphere, came in handy immediately.
It once became the "top" of guests' after-dinner entertainment, sometimes turning the courtyard at the door into a large-scale concert scene, sometimes spreading the unruliness of Peng Yuchang's "Last Dance", and sometimes the joy accompanied by Mr. Huang's blower...
This time, before it was time for dinner, the karaoke machine was turned on by the guests. Wan Qian and Chen Qiaoen officially sang the "Post-80s Music Session", on the one hand, the joyful singing room, on the other hand, the hot kitchen, the cooks couldn't help but hum a few words with the sound of stir-frying, the "partition wall" symphony, resonating for generations.
After there are songs and music, it has to be time for self-demand to appear, I saw those shaking fans to apply masks, pouring water with their hands to soak their feet, holding enamel cups and drinking tea, and Chen Qiaoen and Zhang Xincheng taking turns as "Gemai", shouting that they would sing until four o'clock in the morning...
Seeing the sunset slanting over the foresttops, those who find a relaxing moment in the mushroom house, with our yearning, or abandon all kinds of constraints, integrate themselves into nature, open their hearts to embrace old friends and new friends, or devote themselves to it, focus on a plain little thing, even Teacher He, who is watching others in a daze in a comfortable rhythm, is also casual and indifferent.
And when Wan Qian played the guitar and sang "The Story of Time", everyone's eyes were full of memories, all sighs, and regrets like Wu Yue who couldn't help but cry. Even if we slowly live the longing life, we still can't catch up with the pace of time, and we don't have time to leave the tail of youth.
If there is anything that makes you breathless at the moment, you may wish to smell the mountain pines, listen to the chickens, ducks and birds, drink a clear spring into the throat, and come to a bowl of dried bamboo shoot broth, so that the pace of life that is too fast to think can slow down, relax, relax and relax.