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.
The Wheelchair In The Night Wind
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
In the night, Dazhou was surrounded by flaming torches. With the sky and earth filled with twinkling lights, Dazhou was just as bright as daylight. The previous director of the Overwatch Council, the Qing Emperor's most loyal servant and subject, Chen Pingping, looked at the people kneeling to him in his wheelchair on either side of the road. The expression on his face did not tremble. His fine and deep wrinkles did not fold in like a chrysanthemum. Instead, they stood out coldly like the yellow dirt on the plains that have been shaped by thousands of years of rain.
His withered and aged hands slowly stroked across the woolen blanket. The light grey blanket was always smooth and comfortable. Each time he stroked it, Chen Pingping felt he was stroking something he wasn't fortunate enough to touch.