Laidi, an ordinary migrant worker who couldn't be more ordinary, broke into society ignorantly, and was beaten to death by the whip of life. But she was born to refuse to admit defeat. She fell to the ground and suffered a bloody head. She had to get up and keep walking with her head held high. She keeps switching lives and exploring. In the process, I met many interesting people and things, and also encountered many dirty people and things.
Intention: Even if the fate is bumpy, we must go against the current and live toward the sun.