A tale unfolds by the ancient stream, where silver willows bend and dream. Their leaves like brushes paint the sky, as seasons dance and years drift by. One branch that touched the water clear, began to whisper secrets near. It spoke of lovers' moonlit vows, of merchant ships with painted prows. A child once came with weary heart, who from the world had grown apart. The willow sang a rustling song that made the forgotten feelings strong. Now travelers pause to hear its...

A tale unfolds by the ancient stream, where silver willows bend and dream. Their leaves like brushes paint the sky, as seasons dance and years drift by. One branch that touched the water clear, began to whisper secrets near. It spoke of lovers' moonlit vows, of merchant ships with painted prows. A child once came with weary heart, who from the world had grown apart. The willow sang a rustling song that made the forgotten feelings strong. Now travelers pause to hear its...