"In Spring Jiang City in 1983, "On the Field of Hope" was playing on the radio of Dongfanghong Textile Factory. Lin Yuxi, the driver, woke up while touching the frayed coarse cloth cuffs - the original owner made heaven and earth, and the sisters in the workshop walked around when they saw her. Even Gu Beichen, the sullen person in the technical department who always repaired machines, threw the food stamps she handed in On the table. There was no system and no space. She stared at the embroidery pattern her grandma had stuffed under her pillow and suddenly laughed: Since she is wearing such a bad brand, she can use these hands that hooked the gold thread on the haute couture dress to embroider the cold face of the workshop, the broken yarn spindle, and the frozen heart of the technician, stitch by stitch. "
