Border Convenience Store

At Horgos Port, a convenience store that never turns off the lights. The father, a retired border guard, had been guarding the border for forty years. He used stones, pigeons and a bowl of naan porridge to boil the snow and wind on the border. A girl from southern Xinjiang, a customer from Kyrgyzstan, a car repairman's wooden frame, grandpa's sixty-four-year account book—everyone who passed by left a stone behind. When you have enough stones, you can build a room with the lights on and the doors on. This is a road that stretches from 1962 to the present day - some people go in front, and some people follow behind. The message is not about light, but about waiting.