Century Family Letters

A Chinese spiritual epic that uses faith as a boat and spans a hundred years. In the autumn of 1937, under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in his old house in Suzhou, Lu Moxuan, a descendant of the Hanlin Academy, wrote his final letter to respond to the national crisis. A box of family letters set off on a journey through the flames of the Anti-Japanese War and the changes of the times. Over the past eighty years, five generations have continued with pen and ink: the mother who taught in occupied areas, the scholar who protected books in Chongqing, the military doctor on the battlefield, the literati who kept vigil in Hong Kong, the professor who governed history in Beijing, and the inheritor of the digital age... Every letter is a coordinate, marking an individual's choice in the torrent of history; every page is a solitary lamp, illuminating the persistence of civilization when it breaks apart. This is not a grand national narrative, but a small family memory. Family letters have become the softest historical pen, recording the hardest truth. When the war is extinguished, the letters turn yellow, and the separated people grow old, only a century-old laurel tree blooms every year, and its fragrance remains the same - it is the breath deep in the roots of a nation, and it is the simplest way for ordinary Chinese to tell time: We have lived, we remember, we are always connected in the broken, and passed on forever in the forgotten.