Su Wangui has been wandering in the city for ten years. An unexpected surgery stopped her running around. While sorting out her mother's belongings, a rusty copper anchor pendant awakened all her memories of her hometown, Qingchuandu. There is the gurgling Qingchuan River, the moonlight ferry that stays bright all night long, the old stories told by my grandma while waving the cattail leaf fan, and the unspoken regrets of my youth. Full of exhaustion and longing, she boarded the train home and returned to this ferry town favored by time. Here, in the slowed down time, the moonlight is still gentle and the ferry is still waiting. The past events that have been dusted by years and the emotions that are blocked by distance gradually become clear in the sound of the flowing water of Qingchuan River. During the reunion with her hometown, Su Wangui slowly healed her inner wounds and found her lost self. She also understood that there were some worries that had always been hidden in the moonlight in her heart and had never gone far.
