Even amid the changes of an era and the merciless flames of war, fate always finds a way to bring two people together, make them fall in love, and carry them through hardship to a long life together.
This is a story, but it is also the memory of my great-grandmother, a 99-year-old woman who never forgot the people and events of her life.
Two people: one carefree and vivacious, the other refined and reserved.
Two people: one emotionally oblivious, the other deeply sensitive.
A sensitive, contradictory era, when women still had to bind their feet and vernacular writing was flourishing.
This recounts their lives, their struggles, and the growth of their relationship. It also tells of the cruelty and hardships of that era.
This isn't a historical tale, but it is a story set against the backdrop of history.
I wrote this with care just to tell you: true love really exists!
