My Five Golden Flowers

In the early 1960s, in Chaoshan, my five sisters said that we were the five golden flowers. At that time, we endured the hardships of tradition and human relations. We were a typical family without boys in Chaoshan. We, the five golden flowers, fought hard and walked forward, walking out of the small mountain village that was unbearable for us. Studying became our only hope. At that time, there was no college entrance examination, and studying was just the bottom line that my father insisted on.