Five minutes of soil that remembers everything you forgot.
The soaked soil, Taking the shape of a mountain, Our river, Flows into yesterday's late sun, Fish try to shun their reflection, Bubbles wrapped the words filling up the fish tank, Fish die in between the gaps of language; Banana leaves brush away the dust on the table, Lungs that refuse to be cleansed, Thermos is a container for storing the shadow of the mountain, The inner shell broken, The mountain walks away in the night; Everything is collected into a shriveled wooden drawer, Bamboo baskets piled on the concrete floor, swaying, The grey soil flowing, Filling up all the old boundaries The dried earth needs no expression, All decisiveness and hesitation lie underneath the smooth surface
Direction
Xu Yujie's fearless hybrid of 2D, 3D, and organic textures.
Sound
Ambient poetry that breathes like soil after rain.
Director
Xu Yujie
Trivia, insights & behind the scenes
Xu Yujie emerged from China's independent animation scene, where short-form experimental work often bypasses censorship through poetic abstraction.
The 'flowing soil' technique required stop-motion capture of actual earth samples deforming over weeks, making the landscape literally decay on camera.
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