A gentle stream meanders through the mossy stones, humming an ancient tune under the moon's soft glow. Two fireflies dance above the water, weaving tales of forgotten summers. An old willow dips its branches, listening intently to the murmurs of the night. A lone traveler pauses on the wooden bridge, captivated by the shimmering reflection of stars. He recalls a verse from Li Bai: "The flowing water speaks what the heart knows." For a moment, time suspends itself—the ru...

A gentle stream meanders through the mossy stones, humming an ancient tune under the moon's soft glow. Two fireflies dance above the water, weaving tales of forgotten summers. An old willow dips its branches, listening intently to the murmurs of the night. A lone traveler pauses on the wooden bridge, captivated by the shimmering reflection of stars. He recalls a verse from Li Bai: "The flowing water speaks what the heart knows." For a moment, time suspends itself—the ru...