The cold days have almost passed. The snow melted and ran down the rivers into the clear and sweet streams.

The thickets were filled with piles of leaves. The frost melted away leaving the red leaves dried by the sun.

The barren tree had beautiful birds standing on the branches and singing their songs. Seeds were sprouting in certain places, revealing the tiny buds and exuding faint fragrances.

Spring was coming!

Two large white rabbits were pulling a carriage. Inside were happy voices and the sounds of a zither playing a spring tune. The birds on the tree chirped back and chased after the carriage. Unfortunately, they were ordinary birds and couldn’t catch up.

Along the way were fleeing cultivators. Some rode their swords while others had mounts. Many chose carriages with accompanying servants.

“Life is so unpredictable, came back to...