A handheld camera traces the path of a farm boy running through rolling loess hills, the setting sun casting a deep golden glow on the landscape. The camera focuses on the bouncing chicken cutlets in the boy’s worn satchel, casting peculiar shadows as they jostle around. Not far, steam rises from active sulfur hot springs, casting a slight yellow tint and misty depth to the otherwise rustic scenery. The jumbled farmhouses in the distance balance the frame sporadically, their weathered wood bleached in the sunset. From the elevated camera angle, the boy’s purposeful movement through the vast space becomes eminent, and the journey seems both small and significant against the massive, sprawling backdrop. The setting sun serves as an ever-changing color palette, tinging everything from the boy’s freckled face to the sultry clouds above with a shade of radiant serenity.