Late at night in the countryside, there are always some children falling asleep with the cicadas chirping on their pillows. There are no fairy tale picture books on their bedside, only the silver knife marks cut by the moonlight through the leaky tile cracks. Xiaojun is such a child, counting the years since his parents left home amidst the creaking of the bamboo bed, hiding his tears when he was laughed at between the folds of his textbooks, until one day he discovers: those glimmers of light that pierce the darkness will eventually converge into a galaxy that illuminates destiny.
Intention: stay behind, inspirational