She spent half her life loving a man who didn't know her.
When he was nine years old, he rescued her from the snow. Over the years, he was her light in the dark night, but she was just dust in his world.
She watched him get promoted and become more romantic, and she regarded him as a god. Dedicate yourself to him, bear children for him, wander for him, and even devote yourself to others. When she was closest to him, he was the one who praised her in her ear: "It feels so ecstasy." The praise came from her "husband's" eyes.
Many years later, she became ill and her bones were torn apart, and her lifelong love affair turned into a fatal song. The tune spread throughout the south of the Yangtze River and finally reached his ears. He listened carefully, pondered for a moment, then shook his head slightly and laughed.
Intention: to reflect the neglected soul epic of feudal women with the extremely humble "lifelong obsession", and listen to the thunder in the silent place.