After ten years of separation, the three children were scattered across three cities.
She thought that everything that was broken had already been blown away by the wind, but she reunited with the truth in the early summer of Beijing - her two "dead" sons, one grew up in Beijing and the other settled in Switzerland.
This is not a simple reunion after a long absence, but a multiple-choice question before everyone:
Indulge in the pain of ten years, or use the remaining years to rebuild?
She chose the latter.
Use clay to shape a bridge, use paint to draw a rainbow, and use airliners to connect a line.
The sunshine in the alleys of Beijing, the lights of the Paris studio, the breeze by Lake Bern - three countries, three lives, but tightly stitched together by blood and courage.
It looks okay from the front