Many years later, when she heard that familiar melody, the scenes in Qingshui Town came to mind again, including the fragrant osmanthus porridge she drank at that time, the lychee sorbet she drank to relieve the heat in the summer, and the muddy stone road she walked on at that time.
She - from a commoner woman, experienced unimaginable pain and torture, she found her own life amidst opportunities and ups and downs, and bloomed with her own brilliance.