Dust Flying on the Road

Chu Mingxi's life was like dust swirling in the wind along a country path, drifting without direction, changed by all kinds of misfortune and upheaval. Who was her older sister? And her mother? Her father? Her grandfather? ...One mystery after another unfolds into a story, and one conflict after another plays out in a drama of joy and sorrow. A flower that is not a flower, love that is not love, a sister who is not a sister, a father who is not a father... The world changes, but the heart finds peace; mountains and seas fill the heart, and dreams take flight.