On Niushou Mountain, he bid the night, waiting for the world to rise from its slumber. With the arrival of dawn, vibrant colors gradually took over the pale darkness of the night, like an endlessly recurring spell.
In perfect stillness, he could almost hear the sound of each and every lotus bud in the pond blossoming, one after another…
At that very moment, he uttered in awe, “It’s like seeing into the mystery of life.”
