Starting from that autumn in the 26th year of the Republic of China,
He lost his home and his parents, but in his grandfather's arms, he understood the meaning of "peace" for the first time.
He is not a hero, he just wants to live.
But when the smoke filled the air, he chose to use his young shoulders to carry the mountains and rivers he wanted to protect.
This is a story about "prayer" and "sacrifice".
He died and the war continues.
He prayed and the mountains and rivers were fine.
Purpose: to protect the glimmer of light in the war years, and to hold on to humanity in the turbulent times.