When the older generation talks about their growth process, they always start with the sentence "Our generation..." This sentence seems to add more authenticity and personal touch, mixed with some pride. What they are talking about is a life we have never experienced, with complex emotions that we will never understand in this lifetime. As a person born in the 1990s who grew up following the life of the post-40s generation, I have heard many, many stories about "that generation" since I was a child. From the disbelief and novelty at the beginning to the sighs later, it is enough to illustrate the rich experiences of that generation. Someone once said, "Forgetting and being forgotten are the true departure of a person." Last year, my grandmother passed away from lung cancer. I couldn't get over the sadness for a long time. I couldn't believe that such an old lady who wanted to be independent and independent died suddenly like this, and I couldn't believe that life is so fragile. Therefore, I came up with the idea of telling the lives and experiences of my grandmother's generation through writing. I know deeply that I cannot reproduce those days and events 100%. I only hope that Tong can show one or two truths. Writing is also based on the joint output of reality and imagination, and does not completely represent the facts. I will tell from my perspective the joyful and bitter life of Mrs. Xie and her five children, who are based on my grandmother.
Concept: Family love is an egg that seems hard but is actually fragile. When people's hearts are scattered, family members will become strangers. I hope everyone will cherish their loved ones and family members around them.