Puujee

Grandma's face is shaped by suffering, her eyes are dry and her hands are rough, with which she smiles as she offers a bowl of milk tea to her guests, saying "our tea is better". The mother rode through the wind in search of the lost horse, the little red horse given to the photographer, Pujie, to ride to Africa. Pujie, in her pretty red flower and dress, took her uncle's hand and went to school after her mother had gone to heaven. Uncle brought Pujie sweets to celebrate her going to school and he happily waited until school was out. While the shepherd's sons and daughters head for the city, the sheep are exposed to the winter desert, searching for food in the white grass, their wool curling and blocked by the tenacious camel thorns that blossom into clusters of undefeated white flowers. The conflict between ranching economy and grassland ecology is inevitable. In Wolf Totem, old man Bilig sends his children to the city in solitude, but stays in the grassland he loves so much. Suffering always comes one after another, wrapping up the suffering families, who, like the cattle and sheep that fall on the grassland, are all fragile creatures in the microcosm of the flood of the times.