Night fell and there was only silence. The only sound that could be heard was the howling of wolves from afar. The sky was gloomy and the rain was pattering, wetting the ground. The mountain peaks in the distance were shrouded in clouds as if they were in a fairyland. The trees in the forest towered into the clouds, and the sunlight shone through the gaps between the leaves, forming mottled shadows. The wild flowers on the grassland bloomed and fragrant butterflies danced. The blue sky in the desert was illuminated by the golden sand dunes through the cracks of the sand. Seagulls were soaring in the sea breeze. The tall buildings of the eight cities stood tall, and the streets were filled with people. The winding path in the village led to the distant village where laughter and laughter could be heard. The stream in the forest was clear and the fish were leisurely in the water.