Atop the city wall, a scholar in a blue robe gazes south. He once dreamed of shouldering the burden of the whole realm.
In the far south, a youth in red looks north. Seeing no distinction between the myriad things, he often asks, “Where can my heart find peace?”
In the heart of the realm, deep into the night within the palace, a man in imperial robes works tirelessly, yet the land grows steadily weaker.
By the East Sea, an old monk leads a young novice westward, begging for alms. Along the way, the novice sees nothing but suffering in the human world.
In the west, a Daoist travels from place to place, telling fortunes and often asking people, “Is it the times that are good, or the hearts of men?”
Across the vast grasslands, a brother and sister struggle onward. Though the road ahead seems endless, they never stop walking.
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