That year,
She is a yellow-haired girl who is not afraid of anything and is not stingy.
But I met,
The toughest nut to crack for a cold-faced autistic person is the orphan Ah Chuan.
The beginning of two people getting tired of looking at each other,
But he experienced a series of joys and sorrows in Nanjing.
She lost everything
he gave up everything
Two people warm each other in the chaos of artillery fire
Stepping barefoot on mountains of corpses and seas of blood
Hatred of country and family
And that huge chasm that can never be crossed
The two men were stripped of their flesh and blood. . .
That year was the twenty-eighth year of the Republic of China
In all the times when love is too late to love and hate is too late to hate,
Everything was swept away into the great tide of history before it was even explained, and disappeared.
Many years later
Only then did she understand
It took so much courage for him to love her back then.
The man came riding a bamboo horse and went around the bed to make green plums.
Ah Chuan, I'm looking for you
are you listening?