The sun and the moon are like grinding ants, and everything is suspended. "Let's call him Fuxiu. I hope he can distinguish right from wrong and have a neat and cheerful temperament." This is the origin of my name. This is what my grandfather said to me when I was born. My impression of my parents disappeared after I was born, maybe because I was too young, but as I got older, I began to become more and more curious about the whereabouts of my parents. They were also members of the national archaeological team back then. How could they suddenly never come back? What are the wedge-shaped keys and the wordless diary that my father left for me? As these mysterious events are revealed one by one, a mind-boggling truth is coming towards us...
Intention: We don't have very clear goals when we first do something, but as we experience, those goals become clearer and clearer, and we become more and more clear about what kind of life we want. This may be the process of growth.