In a small city in eastern Inner Mongolia, the four seasons change and the wind blows across the grassland.
A story that has settled over time. The wind is blowing slightly, and the years are like songs.
This is a letter written to youth and hometown, a paragraph about finding oneself and soul.
The journey of belonging. No matter where you are or where your heart is, it is the way home.
Concept: The story of my hometown town