I picked up the lamp in my hand and walked along the rugged mountain road. Amidst the clouds and mist, I saw the world below the mountain. The twinkling lights were like stars in the sky. Even if seven hundred, seven thousand, or seventy thousand years had passed, the world was still the same as when I first saw it.
As I walked down the mountain, the wind became stronger and stronger, and I could vaguely hear the thunderous sound of water flowing.
This is my first day in Wangchuan.
Intention: cannot be empty
