Xia Xiaoshan is a child of the mountains. She is generous and sincere, but has a secret in her heart. She is timid in front of the people she likes.
Yang Xing, a girl from the county town, was initially afraid that she would not be accepted by her friends in the mountains. Later, she lived a life full of vitality every day that she had once been in low spirits.
So Xiaoshan and Xingxing spent a period of time in fear among the flocks of geese and ducks, on the half-slope of the field, worried about stepping on the mangy treasure in the mud, and afraid that the two-yuan cream cakes at the market would be sold out.
"When will Auntie get better?"
"I don't know."
"When will you come next?"
The answer that Mirai had time to blurt out was drowned out by the sound of the motorcycle's exhaust pipe.
Later, they met again on the eve of the summer vacation before Yang Xing entered the second year of high school.
That year, the girl came back to attend her grandfather's funeral.
When they were young, they always felt that the road from Quancheng to Yun County was quite long. Later, the girls finally grew up enough to make the journey on their own.
That road called life.
Intention: Facing possessions and losses calmly