I use my life to weave the clothes of the whirling world. The fate of ordinary people is like the thread in a loom, weaving too many similar patterns depending on the sun and the moon.
In the long river of life and history, everything will turn brown and decay.
But in that gorgeous and beautiful moment that belongs to our lives, the joy that grows and blooms from life is the most beautiful garment woven by life.
This world is the world in our eyes.
This world is the world in our hearts.
Let us use the obsession in our hearts to weave silk clothes into silk, and let us see the clothes with trusting eyes, the emperor's new clothes? Sacred costume? A warm nest for sweet dreams?
I want to use this novel to weave a garment for an ordinary old woman who has had a hard life.
She said to everyone, "Hello, I wish you happiness every day."
I hope she can be in this story and someone says to her "I wish you happiness every day"
Intention: Sa Li does not create reality, but only amplifies the desire, tenacity, and unwillingness that already exist in the human heart; all wealth still has to be earned through hard work with ordinary hands, and shortcuts have a price.