The slanting moon sinks low, hidden in the sea mist; from Jieshi to Xiaoxiang, the road stretches on without end.
"This fog is quite interesting."
"Why do you say that?"
"It blurs the world, so you can't tell whether the sun is rising or setting, whether that tree stands tall and green or droops in the evening, whether what's on the ground is wild grass or ears of wheat, or..."
"What else can't you tell?"
"Heh. Whether that person is walking away or coming toward you."
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Theme: Pursuing happiness
