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.
Looking And Laughing At Heroes Was Not Common (2)
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Drearily and fuzzily, the autumn rain came down. The green trees on either side of the streets and alleys had not yet had time to dye their leaves green. They had no choice but to let a few pieces drop to prove the coldness and strength of the autumn rains. The rainwater slowly moisturized the land, but it irritated the common people in the marketplaces who were doing their best to make a living. The waves of autumn rain and coldness made them feel a chill in their bodies that they did not like.
The red wall of the Palace felt nothing and knew neither cold nor warmth. It only silently and indifferently welcomed the wash of the rainwater. Rain wet the majestic Royal Palace and made the bright cinnabar walls grow darker and dimmer. It was as if it was about to squeeze out traces of blood.