Someone said the village...was broken. Everyone was afraid that one day the village would be broken. But what does it mean to break? The village is called Buong because the village’s patron saint founded the village with a way of life... of letting go. Letting go, dropping, giving up, or letting go, or letting go...letting go, the most interesting thing is that the villagers themselves allow each person to understand it however they want. As long as, the villagers overcome hatred, the interference, the encroachment of evil, the lies, the imposition from somewhere of heavenly stereotypes and the habit of gossiping. As long as, the villagers talk over and over again, in the end, they still entangle each other in meaning and love. Although hungry, the villagers do not accept hunger for love. The Rain, the Clouds and the Sand, Mrs. Bem, Suong, Uncle Lam, Miss Tinh, Uncle Quat, Miss Cho, Uncle Vung, Miss Nom, Uncle Soi, Miss Ngan, old Cong, Miss Vuot, Mr. Noi, Miss Xoan are all woven together in the village culture into a rough rope but only need a spark to burn fiercely. That spark ironically is the ultimate physical desire and satisfaction sublimated not by love but by compassion.