Flowers Along the Way

My heart was so clogged that I could hardly suppress my hatred for the traffickers. They are the most despicable predators, targeting children who are defenseless and easily severing blood ties. How many parents live in search and suffering all their lives, and how many abducted children grow up with lifelong psychological trauma. Human traffickers only have interests in mind, no crying or brokenness. They destroy other people's lives in exchange for a small profit for themselves. Yang Niuhua's half-life was a long journey of self-rescue. She wrote about her past, not for reconciliation, but to speak out for countless victims of abduction. Evil deeds should not be downplayed, pain should not be underestimated, and the mistakes committed by human traffickers must be repaid with the law. I only wish that there would never be separation of flesh and blood in this world.

I have always felt that I am a very rational person and will not shed tears easily, especially over a song or a book. But when I saw Niuhua and her sister struggling to grow up, my heart felt so sad, my eyes became blurry, and I couldn't help crying. It really hurts me.

I watched Yang Niuhua's Douyin and came here specifically to see her journey.