Qin Jianxang's life was once like a room without windows. A serious illness forced her to open the heavy door with her original family.
She began to look for a window for herself. A clear window that lets in light and allows her to write with peace of mind.
Huo Xingzhi is there. He didn't give her a room, but gave her a clear sky and an understanding that needed no words. In his light, the world she wrote began to expand and be seen by more people. Together, they built a real study room with sunlight on the top floor of the old house.
She learned to open windows on paper and record the glimmer of light in the folds of the times. I have also learned to open windows in life, letting what needs to leave leave and what should come in coming in.
This is a story about opening a window on paper and also opening a window in your heart. It's about how a person who writes quietly finds his own light and finally lives like a clear window.
—— Dedicated to all you who accumulate strength in silence and find light in writing.
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