My husband is a poor scholar who teaches Meng children, and we live on three acres of thin farmland.
He said that when he was named on the gold medal list, he would take me to Kyoto to see the most beautiful starry sky.
Later, he won the first prize and sent someone to bring him a hundred taels of silver and a box of jewelry.
The letter said that when he is settled properly, he will come to take me to Beijing.
I packed up the silver and jewelry and locked them at the bottom of the box, waiting for them for a year.
Everyone in the village felt that I was abandoned by my husband who had become a high-ranking official, which was extremely pitiful.
But only I know that what I want to do has just begun.
Intention: People who have been crushed by fate can choose not to cry, but bend down to pick up the fragments of fate and pave their own path.