This is a book about the ordinary life of an ordinary woman. There are you, me, and everyone in the story. You can go and take a look, I believe you will gain something.
Among the mountains in southern Yunnan, the Three Treasures lie quietly in the folds of the red soil plateau; two thousand kilometers to the east, Zijin Mountain overlooks the fireworks world of the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties. These two place names, thousands of miles apart, are connected by the footsteps of one person. Yun Kun is a child who came out of Sanbao Town. He has understood the poverty in the mountains since he was a child, but what is more difficult to erase than the poverty is the thought in his heart of flying out of the mountains. Later, he really walked out and went all the way to the Military Engineering College, where he became a person studying optics - dealing with lenses and reflectors all day long, trying to figure out how to make his eyes see farther and clearer. In the east of Nanjing, Ning Xiang lived a different kind of life. In ordinary alleys and houses with fireworks, she should have followed the pattern of urban life steadily. But the big hand of the times gently pushed her to another track with a tampered household registration. The wonder of fate is that two lines that never seemed to intersect met at the foot of Purple Mountain. Yun Kun carries the stubbornness of the red earth; Ning Xiang is the tough willow beside the Qinhuai River. Looking at Wen Wan, only when the storm comes does she realize how much she can withstand it. When they come together, it is not only the union of two people, but also the encounter of two ways of living. Later, in those poor days, a reed chicken paced in the backyard, a few loofah vines climbed up the eaves, and Yun Kun made a kaleidoscope with scraps, allowing flowers to bloom in ordinary light - life was tight, but it made them live a happy life. The fate of the two generations unfolds, linking the long journey from the smoke of the Anti-Japanese War to the spring breeze of reform. The Three Pagodas see the people in the mountains holding on to their traditions and trying to go outside every year; the Purple Mountain sees the city changing its appearance every day, with the new and the old constantly colliding. In this change, everyone has to find his or her own position - Ning Fa is too clever with his calculations, Ning Gui is shrewd and calculating, Ning Zhonghua's fatherly hands hold up the world, and Yu holds the burden of running the family firmly on his shoulders. Ultimately, this is a story about food stamps, household registration and life. Those long queues for half a pound of meat, the legs that were broken running for a certificate, the hardships of swallowing to keep one's dignity - these are the common memories of this generation. But what I want to ask at the end of the story is: When a big wave hits, what should people hold on to? In the day-to-day changes, what can withstand the erosion? Come to think of it, the answer lies in the silent watch of the Three Treasures Pagoda and Purple Mountain.
The only pure cross talk novel in the world, it uses the elements of traditional cross talk to create a new game of Journey to the West. Teachers Guo and Yu made jokes and compliments, and brought to life the subtext between the lines🍎
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