In today’s China, you will find homeless boys in every large city. In the past, I had approached them, trying to get to know them at every opportunity, only to be repeatedly rejected. So why was I able to draw close to them for this film? In retrospect, I think I had previously tried to pull them into my world, while this time I myself went into their field—this allowed them to meet me off guard. But this does not mean I was able to become true “buddies” with them.
On the night of lunar new year, they sit around a bonfire lit with twigs and plastic garbage, and sing, “We are wanderers, long years on the road…” At that moment, a train rushes past behind them. The light in the windows of the train invites dreams of their homelands. It seems as if the boys have been shaken off the running train, unable to board it again. As for me, I just peeked through my camera and recorded them as they were, in order to honestly present the unresolved feeling that remained with me. —Du Haibin