Book2:KigdomIteDreams

ryhardtoreaditandtheinvaluablebookappearedinherhands.

    Angelicasatfagtheeast.Beforeherwasserydepigspring.Theclearsurfaceofthekeshoneandshimmered,reflegthesurroundingmountains.Thebeautifulpoetesswasgreatlyinspiredandvisionaryandingeniouswordscamefshingintohermind.Sheslowlyrecitedhertestcreation:

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    “Proudmountainsfightvaliantlyagainsttheerosionoftime,

    Butcouldnotwithstandthecaressofthespringbreeze.

    Iamlikethelonelyweepingwillowbythewater.

    HowIresistyourtendereyes,softlyrog?”

    Lotuswalkedtowardsthewindow.Shetookherhandkerchiefandthrewitintotheair,whereitbecameawhitecloud,floatinghigherandhigherinthesky.Lotus’heartwasfilledwithhappiness.Ihecloudwasalivinganiswas