若是历史倒退一百年,我们是不大能想象那样的世界——一个女子,普通的女子,在中国的各个地区各个角落,一户人家里就可以有好几个她。她的气息是最熟悉的,如同楼下人家炊烟的气味,淡淡的,午梦一般的,微微有一点窒息。她坐在客堂里的圆匾面前摘菜,孩子在藤条椅上睡着了,在闲暇时候一个人坐在阳光底下静静地做着手上活。一场革命如旋风袭来,起初女人们都不在意,身处晚清里 If the history of a hundred years backwards, we are not able to imagine that world - a woman, an ordinary woman, in all corners of every corner of China, a family can have several her. Her breath is the most familiar, as smoke smell downstairs, light, afternoon dreams in general, a little bit suffocation. She sat in front of the platter in front of the reception hall picking vegetables, children falling asleep in rattan chairs, in their spare time, a person sitting quietly under the sun and living on their hands. A revolution like a whirlwind hit, at first women do not care, in late Qing Dynasty