Women Don't Need Tears

Who says women are just vases on a table, blossoms on a branch, or playthings in a man's arms? Women are stars, they are the moon, and above all, they should be suns burning bright. In the 1980s and 1990s, people in the rural areas of Shaanxi, Gansu, and Qinghai were generally poor and superstitious. With droughts striking one after another, Liu Village staged a farce, and tragedy, of human relations in the name of “praying for rain.” After being humiliated, Cuicui fled Liu Village and came to the unfamiliar ancient city of Xi'an, where she unexpectedly met Xixue, a woman whose life had been full of misfortune. After many twists and turns, the two became sworn sisters. They encouraged and supported each other, embarking on a grueling path of struggle. They became independent, confident, and strong, writing one inspiring legend after another about women leaving tears behind.

Friendship, pure and flawless; love, unforgettable; human relationships, full of twists and turns…