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To celebrate the birthdays of their elderly parents, the four children invited them to Seoul. At the subway station in Seoul, my mother was lost. The husband and children complained to each other, circulated missing person notices, and tried every means to find her. They followed her traces and restored her memories... Only then did they realize that no one really understood her. The children and their father began to alternately recall the stories of themselves and their mother, piece by piece piecing together her life as a woman, not as a "mother". This is the story of each of our mothers. Destiny caused her to be born in an era when she could not control her own life. She gradually forgot her girlhood dream and became a "mother", dedicating everything to her family and children, and annihilating herself. But with unimaginable tenacity, she reproduced more love. Mothers are like empty shells, standing behind you and me today. We rely on her and push her away.