每天,他们创造着城市的繁华,却无法融入这座城市;他们见证着城市的变迁,却发现自己依然身处在社会的边缘。农民工,怀揣着城市的希望与梦想,裹挟在时代急促向前的步伐中,却陷入无尽的迷茫。他们生活在城市,心灵却在城市上空漂泊而无法落地扎根。可对于城市而言,没有谁愿意去做一个没有农民工将会怎样的猜想。如果没有他们攀爬在百米之高的建筑钢架上,没有他们运送和处理垃圾,没有他们清扫城市的街道,没有他们运送和销 Every day they create the bustling city but can not integrate into the city; they witness the vicissitudes of the city but find themselves still on the verge of society. Migrant workers, carrying the city’s hopes and dreams, coerced in the era of rapid progress, but into endless confusion. They live in cities, but their hearts are drifting over the cities and can not take root. For the city, no one is willing to do what one would guess without migrant workers. Without them climbing up to the height of a hundred meters of construction steel, they did not transport and dispose of rubbish, without them sweeping the streets of cities without them shipping and selling