In the spring of his twenty-fifth year, fate opened the door of death for Li Mu early. The moment the medical certificate slipped from her fingers, she realized that all her imagination about the future was no match for the thorny shadow on the CT scan.
But the boy folded her medical certificate into a paper boat and put it into the night at high tide.
"Take this ship and go wandering, to a distant place." The young man's eyes looked round and bright in the night.
So, she began to create a "specimen of life" about herself: she used her camera to record the flowing clouds passing by the eaves of the Kinkakuji Temple in Kyoto, the orange tree shadows in the Spanish Plaza in Seville, and the dust and smoke raised when pilgrims kowtowed under the Tibetan prayer flags...
——Of course, she also pointed the camera at the perpetrator.
This is a memory imprint of living toward death: when the medical examination report becomes a death notice, when eight years of secret love spans the vines of time, the girl who always counts the fallen leaves of the camphor tree finally understands that the so-called life is just kissing the starlight with a festering body.
Purpose: Rebirth through death