In the years of famine in modern times, the loess land was scorched by the scorching sun and no grass could grow. In villages where people were starving and dying, survival became the only obsession. She followed the refugee team on the road to escape. The road ahead was filled with endless yellow sand and hunger, and behind her was the scorched earth of her homeland. Every step along the way treads on the bottom line of human nature - some people trade food for half a piece of cornbread, some betray their loved ones for a mouthful of water, and some commit robbery under the guise of good intentions. She had seen women and children on the same journey abandoned in the wilderness, heard the cries of the dying in the middle of the night, and hid the remaining rations with her own hands. Her instinct to survive gradually wore away the remaining tenderness in her heart. The road to escape is never a smooth road to salvation, but strips away all dignity from people and forces them into a desperate situation of darkness. All she can do is to hold on to the last bit of strength in this desolation, even if the road under her feet is full of thorns and bones.
