A family inclined to kindness and charity would grace the descendants. Thanks to one small act of kindness, by providence she comes across a grateful friend; Fortunate that her mother, has done an unperceived good deed…. Men should rescue the distressed and aid the poor… Who would have guessed that kindness in this world ultimately would be the road that one must choose, that proverbial fork in the road? Clouds of rain float on eastern winds as new vines start to blossom. Though drums of war roar too loudly and their brilliance has been lost, a green grass carpet greets the sun by the break of morning. Let us wait for the yellow leaves, a few gourds are harvested.
It was only two words. After they were spat out from between the Emperor's thin and heartless lips, it was as if he had laid layer after layer of icy atmosphere on the study. A boundless chill appeared. It froze all of the clear glass windows, redwood tables, and green potted plants in a frost that was invisible to the naked eye. It grew on these objects and spread out until it enveloped the entire Royal Palace, making the cold become icy. The chill even pierced the heavens and shot toward the gray ball of cloud far away in the east.
The cloud was like a startled animal. Startled by the chill, its entire body shrunk and shivered with cold. Its color darkened. It unwillingly squeezed out the wetness hidden deep within the cloud.