Joy of Life
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.
There Once Was A Mountain
Éditeur: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Wild winds and wild snow, harsh winds and harsh snow, slanting winds and fine snow, careless and unreturnable… Then, it becomes a ghostly wind and ruthless snow, dark wind and dark snow. Snow that covered the sky, and snow that came from beneath one's feet below the knee, could be dangerous. With one wrong step, it could bury a person whole. After experiencing weeks of traveling in the bitter cold, all of the snow suddenly stopped. It was as if the heavens suddenly felt that this action of endlessly scattering paper pieces into the mortal realm was very childish and unable to blind the three young people's resolutely forward gaze. Thus, the heavens dusted off their hands and returned them to its sleeves.
The sky became clear, revealing a porcelain blue but still icy sky. Although the sunlight was not warm, it was dazzling. The boundless snowy ground and glaciers reflected withering white light in every direction.