Lucien, a descendant of a British Jewish family, met Epworth, a Chinese-German woman, on a train bound for the small town of Sunderland. It was already the eve of the Second World War. In Sunderland, a small northern town on the edge of the world, they lived together like brothers and sisters in a picturesque, secluded and beautiful country inn. They ate apple pie, pickled beef, climbed mountains, and fished, and spent an unforgettable time together.
Epworth suddenly left without saying goodbye and returned to Hamburg, Germany under Nazi rule. It turned out that at this time the Gestapo was going around frantically arresting Jews. Aihua's father, Dr. Zhou, risked his life to take in a group of Jews in the basement of the clinic - former patients, neighbors and friends... And Lucien, a Jew, also ventured into Germany in order to find Aihua...
We two pagans rented a car on Christmas Day. As cars drive on the highway, they pass by beautiful towns that combine history and culture: churches, monastery gardens, stone castles, cemeteries, rivers, high bridges, seashores, carved iron balconies... They form the soul of European scenery.
It was a rare sunny morning in this country in 1938, and there was a layer of mist floating on the mountains not far away. I turned the steering wheel with one hand and looked out the window at the lush black green grass, but I couldn't stop the images in my memory from rushing over one after another brightly and intoxicatingly accompanied by the moist breeze - flower girls wandering around on the streets; winding and circling The narrow stone steps are steep and steep, and the roads are lined with rows of ancient houses shaded by ivy; fragrant flowers climb along the extending branches and cover the carved cast iron balconies... The image memory of European culture was carved with the wanderings of me, a prodigal son...
Concept: Selfless love, complexity of human nature