When the Clouds Disperse, When Will the Bright Moon Shine Again?

In 1938, Ye Zixuan, a young military officer in Lu'an, and Cao Leilei, a tofu beauty, fell in love in Xiangsizhou, but they separated due to the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War. He lurked in Chongqing's military command, and she devoted herself to field medical treatment. They briefly reunited twice in troubled times, and both split the jade buckle into two as a token. In 1949, Ye Zixuan was taken hostage to Taiwan and dropped the last message in a bottle before the ship left the port; Cao Leilei rushed to the Shanghai pier and only saw the shadow of the ship disappearing in the distance. A strait separated the two people for half their lives. He was in Taiwan: he experienced the white terror, taught in a military village primary school after retiring, adopted the orphan Ye Nian'an, wrote his memoir "When Will the Bright Moon Shine Again", and looked north to the mainland every night. She was in the mainland: participating in land reform, resisting U. S. Aggression and aiding Korea, and national construction. She never married. She wrote her diary "Floating Clouds Scattered" and looked forward to returning home every year. For forty years, she published missing persons notices through Hong Kong newspapers. He threw messages in bottles into the sea, but there was always no news about him. In 1984, Cao Leilei died of illness, and her will was to scatter her ashes in Xiangsizhou, "facing the direction of Taiwan." After Ye Zixuan learned the bad news, he said with tears in Yangmingshan: "Leilei, wait for me." In the 21st century, their grandchildren traveled across the sea to find their roots, put together jade buttons, and jointly built the "Floating Clouds San Memorial Hall". The two old men could not hold hands in their lifetime, but they completed an eternal reunion in the hearts of future generations. This is a wait that crosses the strait and lasts for a hundred years. Half a jade button represents a lifetime of lovesickness; when the clouds are gone, the bright moon remains forever.