I Sent My Ex-Husband to Prison and Spent Sixteen Years Looking for My Daughter

The author's creative insights When I wrote this story, I first thought about a question: A mother has been looking for her child for sixteen years, and finally finds it. What happens next? Most stories of searching for a loved one end when they are "found", crying and happily reunited. But I always feel that real life is not that cheap. Some mothers found their children and found that they were doing well. They had a father and a mother and went to school. At this time, when you go up and say "I am your biological mother", do you love the child, or do you love the obsession of "finding the child" in your heart? So I wrote Song Qiuhe as such a person: she is stubborn, she hates, she is calculating, and she is not a good mother in the traditional sense. She searched for sixteen years, but after finding him, she chose not to recognize him. Not because she is great, but because she has figured it out - dragging the child back into the mud of her own is not called love. She finally asked someone to give her a cloth bag, which contained a full-moon jacket, a photo, and a line of words: "Your mother did not abandon you." She did not leave a phone number or name. What she wants is not to get her daughter back, but to tell her that you have not been thrown away. This choice is not sensational, but I hope readers can feel relieved but a little choked after reading it. What I want to write is not "Mother's love is great", but "Mother's love sometimes has to take a step back." Taking a step back is much harder than taking a step forward. The cruelty of Song Qiuhe is not that she hates Zhao Tieliang, but that she controls herself in the end. As for revelation, I dare not preach. I just want readers to think about it: when we keep saying "for the good of the children", who is that "good"? After the story was published, a reader commented, "I wish my mother were so sensible." I laughed for a long time after reading it, and felt a little like crying.