In the form of memories, I commemorate my grandma's life in that era. They lived a hard life, and life also echoed to them. The ups and downs are life. In their era, they worked hard in exchange for the lowest living security. Once, their perseverance was just for stuttering to survive... But at that time, they were so simple... The wind can have direction and youth, because they live in active endeavor, so they are very satisfied...
