A tale unfolds by the silent stream, where an ancient willow stands with leaves that gleam. Its branches sway in the moon’s soft glow, guarding secrets only the wise may know. Beneath its shade, a traveler once slept, and dreams of forgotten empires he quietly kept. He woke at dawn with a heart so light, carrying the tree’s whisper through day and night. Now legends speak of its gentle power—how a moment there can sweeten the sour. So if you pass by, pause and lean near; the willow’s wisdom w...
