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Du Xiaoling is an ordinary girl who has a crush on Xu Yang, the sunshine of the next door class. Xiaoling is full of girlish feelings but has never been able to find a chance to express her feelings.

Bu Qinfu, Wang’s mentor and colleague in the Kunming Military Arts Ensemble during the Cultural Revolution, was executed because of her dissent. When the state began to rehabilitate the victims of the Cultural Revolution, Bu’s name was never cleared: the army claimed that she died of illness and the local government described her death as “in the line of duty”. Wang, who witnessed Bu being escorted to her execution, spent ten years searching for the truth. Through extensive interviews with Bu’s fellow prisoners and relatives, Wang reveals the atrocities behind Bu’s death.

The Peach Blossom Fan (Chinese: 桃花扇; pinyin: Táohuā shàn; Wade–Giles: T'ao-hua shan) is a musical play and historical drama in 44 scenes that was completed in 1699 by the early Qing dynasty playwright Kong Shangren after more than 10 years of effort. The play depicts the drama that resulted in the 1644 collapse of the Ming dynasty. The play recounts the death of the Ming dynasty through the love story of its two main characters, young scholar Hou Fangyu (侯方域) and a courtesan named Li Xiangjun. The Indiana Companion to Traditional Chinese Literature has called it "China's greatest historical drama".

This is my second documentary film, and it is fully composed of old people. One woman, nearing 80, is living out the last two years of her life. From when she is still using a cane to walk, to when she becomes paralyzed. This is my grandmother. We also see other elderly people from the village, their daily activities, the tales of their starvation from 50 years ago.

“Mr. Hu” is a portrait-film, an homage to a man, a story about a life like many others. Due to the conflicts in the Middle East, the collapsing economies and the fluctuating oil prices, Mr. Hu immigrated from Hong Kong to The Netherlands.

A peasant Xingfa Ma works at a garage in Beijing. One day, he receives a phone call from his loved one, Ga, saying his mom is ill at hospital and need money. Xing fa comes to his boss brother Kun and asking for salary, but rejected by his boss. He has no choice but to buy scalped ticket using his left savings and borrow many from other workers. What he doesn't know is an unimaginably queer life is lying ahead him...

The main story of the "hermitage girl" is about the geek hero who daydreams every day, after the heroic rescue of the beauty suffered a bloodbath, but the body exchange involved another huge organization and countless conspiracies, the seemingly smooth life gradually set off waves, and gradually become attached to the body of the host girl hero decided to really start a hero to save the beauty to do the story of the real hero.

The green smoke of the incense burner, the winding path of the house, the picturesque scenery in the garden, the lady who looks like a fairy is raised in the boudoir and no one knows it. When the flowers are blooming in spring, she pushed open the door hinge of the embroidered household, Ping Ting swayed, chasing the footsteps of spring in the garden.

The short documentary is about an unemployed rural middle-aged man, Shen Jianmin, who gambles for decades (he is my father) and his daily life and family relations. I shot it in my home,the Xinlian village, Wujin District, Changzhou City, from 2013 Year, to the end of 2015.

In the middle of the night, Ka Fu drives his brother in law to the hospital. During the ride, the taxi driver tries to make it up for the mistakes he has made in the past.

Fai is a 27-year-old courier while Bond is a delivery boy. Two people, two different driving attitudes. What will Fai learn when the two meet?

Every mother develops an indivisible bond with her child. This connection remains forever in their resembling personalities, even after they stop living together. However, with the fast social development, from time to time, the family structure changes. My mother is a casino dealer. I forgot how long ago have we talked and listened to each other. The gentle whispers of "good morning" or "good night" are long gone from our lives.