peak of saint venerable

the light fell down, dazzling people's eyes.

in this colorful world, there was a winding stream that looked like a silver snake or a flying wine. it was cool and refreshing. it was as if one's internal organs would be washed clean with just a slight smell.

"sha ~~ sha ~~"

the pink petals floated in the wind. every time a strong wind blew, they would fly into the distance and dance with the snow butterflies in the depths of the forest.

stalks of jade-green sound bamboo grew in the mountains.

as the flower petals danced, the melodious music was accompanied by pairs of gentle and deft hands that gently plucked the heartstrings.

all the listeners felt like they were on cloud nine.

he almost wanted to lie down in the sea of flowers and sleep in the dark, so that his tired soul could get enough comfort.

"oh ..."

in the deepest part of the mountain, where the flower petals were the densest, there was a spiritual spring.