Qiu has been growing up in Qishan for fifteen years, going down the river to catch fish, moving rocks and touching crabs, watching the birds on the trees pecking at the wood together, with empty heads full of worries. Until the eldest brother left the mountain gate, no more news came. The second senior sister and the third senior brother walked out of the door like small fishes passing through the net. She thought, let's go down the mountain.
Concept: A story of growing up and coming home