Rebirth 1988: Tear up the Script of Destiny

I always feel that there is too much struggle and courage of ordinary people hidden in the wind of the 1980s - just like the rice waves in the plains of the water town, they look docile, but underneath they have the energy to break through the land. In this article, I want to write a story about a woman who has gone through half a lifetime and turned her bitter days into sweet ones. Welcome to my words and find a steamy old time.