In 223 BC, Qin attacked Chu, and the sun was blocked by war.
Two ordinary Qin soldiers, Heifu and Jing, were far away on the front line of Huaiyang. They used wood as tablets and ink as words to write two letters to their families that spanned a thousand years.
There is no princely hegemony, no iron-blooded exploits, I only care about my mother's well-being, I only want to wear summer clothes at home, I just hope that the war will subside and I can return home as soon as possible.
A piece of slips hides all the fireworks in the world;
Two lines of small characters convey the concern of the family and the country.
Thousands of years later, Yunmeng sleeps in the tiger's land, and the old bamboo slips see the light of day again.
Some people repair the cracks of time with their fingertips, some use pen and ink to interpret the voices of thousands of years, and some protect the roots of civilization with their original intentions.
This is not a cold cultural relic,
It is the family affection engraved in the bones and blood of the Chinese people.
It is the most touching love of family and country hidden in the ordinary.
A scroll of mountains and rivers, a legend that has not been recorded in history books, begins here.
