Biography of the Heroes of the Market

Wherever the gunpowder smoke rolls, there are all figures in civilian clothes; when the mountains and rivers are broken, the muscles and bones of ordinary people are still there. The history books are as meticulous as rafters. They cannot describe the faces of the exiles reflected in the tinker's iron spoon, nor can they describe the trembling calls for help in the occupied areas through the telephone receiver's earphones. Those contributions that are not included in the number of enemy annihilations - the old patrolman deliberately pointing to the wrong alley, the storyteller hiding a half-word in his string, the lighthouse keeper's quietly deflected three-dimensional beam - are just the glimmer of the nation's lifeline in the darkest moment. This book is dedicated to all the unknown people who have lived, loved, struggled, and protected in the corners of history books. Their names may be lost in the wind, But the long street they walked along, The footsteps of history still echo to this day.