Chul Ho Jung's novel, The Day, can be said to be the autobiography of the author's dismal young days. The 1980s can be said to be the time when democracy shoots up on the ground. However, it took a lot of sacrifice for the bud to grow. At the time when the military dictatorship was taken for granted, the author became a college student. At the time when the author thought that he would succeed if he studied hard, but the writer's such thoughts were broken when he entered a university. Perhaps that was the fate that the time gave to the author. It is said that 286 generation became 586 one now, and democracy has blossomed on the land, but the wounds of that time still remained unchanged. Every year in May, the pus on the scar is formed, and in June, the wounds become even greater. It is said that there is no painless happiness, but the memory of the author's young days still blooms painfully if spring comes.
