Lu Shiheng, the grandson of the eldest son of Lu family in Nancheng, was full of laughter and warm spring breeze on his sixteenth birthday, but a storm swept the whole family deep into the mountains. In four years, he buried five close relatives with his own hands in the wind and snow. The mountain girl Su Wanqing broke into his dark world with a beam of light, but died forever on the night of her daughter's birth. For the rest of his life, he buried all his grief with silence and raised his daughter alone. It wasn't until his daughter wrote as a sacrifice that he wrote about the desolation he had hidden for half his life - the man who never cried finally cried in his words.
