You don't have to pry into my past
The palace wall is thousands of feet long, but I am the forgotten dimness deep in the corner.
Dancing shirt and singing fan, I am the tattered flower that can hardly bloom again among the beautiful flowers of eucalyptus, pearls and hibiscus.
From the beginning to the end, I am a bruise under my fists and feet that is unable to speak.
In the long alleys of the market, I am an alien in the boudoir and flower hall who dreams of flying far away.
"Have you ever thought about where we would be without this past?"
"What are we doing this for?"
"If suffering never had to happen again"
"If women in the world no longer have to put themselves to death to survive"
"Then us, everything we've been through"
"Is there any meaning of existence?"
Redemption text of passionate group portraits of women in Han Dynasty,
This is my first time trying out a period costume background, and my primary school students' writing style asks teachers to be merciful!
Purpose: Group portraits of women to redeem and grow