Children Are Not Afraid of Death, Children Are Afraid of Ghosts

An encounter between me and the tragic suicide of four brothers and sisters. I take the risk to go into the village but get caught and held by the local authorities. Then after I've left, I wander in the mountains. Hanging out with the children in the mountains evokes my childhood memories. Fleeing like a coward, I return to Beijing and my family, and yet that lingering feeling keeps haunting me.