1935, Jinling, rooftop.
Five girls who were about to graduate sat side by side in the sunset, playing the harmonica and sharing cakes. They agreed to come back here ten years later and take another group photo.
They didn't know that the moment the shutter fell, their lives had quietly turned around.
A female political commissar who put down her scalpel and terrified the Japanese army;
A man who abandoned his dream of becoming a star and lurked in the enemy camp wearing the name of "traitor";
One dropped the pen and used his camera and his life to record the evidence of the aggressor;
A charming girl who fainted at the sight of blood turned into a veteran who rescued people from a pile of dead people;
A piano genius who gave a recital at the age of sixteen smiled and exchanged glasses with his father-killing enemy.
They won the war, but they both lost.
Forty years later, outside Nanjing, there were only four words engraved on a tombstone——
Old friend of mountains and rivers.
Intention: There are no winners in wars; the living will watch the dawn of New China for the dead. They spent their whole lives answering "why do people live?"