The general's mansion was set on fire overnight.
The whole door collapsed, the prosperity turned to ashes, the shadow of an arrow pierced the body, and the fragrant soul fell.
When she opened her eyes again, she saw that the maid of your noble family had become an orphan in the countryside. She was in troubled times. The road ahead was unclear, she had no one to rely on behind her, and everything in front of her was bumpy and muddy.
Everyone knows that women are born like grass, and their lives are like dust, which can be crushed into mud by the wind.
But some people prefer to stand against the wind, take root in the countryside and fields, and survive in the torrent of troubled times.
Half a basket of pigweed is daily fireworks and the starting point for making a living;
A lonely and courageous attitude is support in desperate situations, and it is also the beginning of a counterattack.
Rise from the dust, grow up in the wind and rain, accumulate the ability to make a living, protect the good people around you, and overcome the difficulties in the future.
Once I fell into the abyss, but I have grown into flowers step by step.
This is not only a counterattack of growth in an ancient setting, but also an inspirational scroll written for every ordinary person.
The story contains the warmth and warmth of human beings, the confidence to live in the world, the real ideas for making a living, and even more, the power of life that continues to shine through the wind and rain.
Intention: If you are poor, you will want to change; if you change, you will be able to gain mastery.