"Mom, don't stay in the house, come with me to fly a kite!" Yan Liang held a kite and asked with a smile while lying next to Song Bandit's legs.
"I can't get out..." Song Bandit looked sad, looking down at the anklets and bracelets that bound him.
Yan Liang also noticed Song Bandit's gaze and knew that he had said something wrong. After thinking for a while, he changed his words and said: "Mom, here, take it, I will take you to fly the kite!" Yan Liang handed the control of the kite to Song Bandit, Song Bandit let go of the string, and Yan Liang rushed out with the kite.
Under the sun, a "young man" was holding a kite and dancing in a courtyard full of crabapple petals. Although the kite dance was a bit embarrassing, she didn't care. She just wanted to make her little mother happy.
"Mom, look, the kite! The kite is flying!"
Song Bandit looked at Yan Liang and smiled happily, but he smiled and shed tears again...
Purpose: Against the feudal worldly view, the image of a woman should not be defined!