Taihang Rose

What is told here is a family in an inconspicuous village at the foot of the southern part of Taihang Mountain. It has experienced ups and downs in the decades since the end of the Qing Dynasty, and the tortuous and bizarre story of three generations of mistresses. It reflects the rise and fall of a family and the bitter journey of its rise again. Although it is not shocking, it also shows the contrast between the ugliness and the beauty of human nature in that era. The rise and fall of a family is inseparable from men, and even less so. When it comes to women, sometimes a wise woman can support everything. They are as small as small flowers all over the mountains and fields. Although they are not as graceful and graceful as peonies and roses, they still exist in the earth and bloom in the wind. They are fragrant in the world. With their own pair of three-inch golden lotuses, they have become a legend in life. I regard them as the little wild roses that bloom all over the mountains and fields under the Taihang Mountains. They bloom every year from winter to spring and last forever.