There is nothing new in the world, except birth, old age, sickness and death, love and hatred, eating, drinking and urination. From emperors and generals to ordinary people foraging on the loess land, the same wonderful things, the same struggles, the same sadness are performed every day. No one can escape the ravages of fate.
Unable to love, unreasonable to hate, lonely, poverty and disease, suffering is the true nature of life - extreme pain and mental torture. But they firmly believe that: living is good, kindness is virtue, integrity is right, and helping people in need is the right thing to do.
The stories of these people may be a bit dull, not exciting enough, not spicy enough to go with rice, not fragrant enough to go with wine. They are like the white clouds in the sky, the wild flowers on the ground, the running water in the stream, fish and shrimp, ordinary but everlasting.
I write this story because I remember my father. My father was capable, diligent and sad all his life. In my heart, he was ordinary but great. What he did in his life may not be possible even for me, a person who went to college.
Novel is a fictional life, but life is not a fictional journey. The people in the novel live in the beautiful world in the book, and the people and events of the last century are also elusive past events for people today.
Of course, the novel hopes to meet its readers and hope that there will be people who share the joys and sorrows of the characters in the story, but it also hopes to bring you a small period of happiness that forgets your worries!
Come, let's go together!
Intention: No matter what kind of life, accept it with optimism!