One Meter of Sunshine and One Ray of Paradise

Yan Jiayin was born in a small mountain village in Chudi. Her family taught her since she was a child that as long as she grew up stubbornly like Jiawei, she could become a useful person. The dearest friends and teachers I met when I was young, as well as the ignorant secret love hidden behind the light and shadow, are slowly guiding my growth, so that my youth will no longer be eclipsed. The small mountain village in my memory is the innocent heart of the craftsmen hidden under the blue bricks and black tiles, and the understanding of the philosophy of the world by the old people. In this story, it is not the youth of one person, but the youth of a group of people. It is not the inheritance of a story, but the epitome of culture after the story is passed down. This is an ordinary and trivial youth growth story, as well as every original intention hidden in growth. Everyone is exploring their own life value and wants to find the best version of themselves. It may not be lively, but it is fragrant every year in the golden years.