C35 Strange Dreams

A paradise.

Smoke curled up from the cooking smoke. In the middle of the mountain, the smoke was puffing out.

The rain passed and the rainbow covered the sky.

The land of the brocade was isolated from the rest of the world.

A few early morning birds contend for warm trees, whose family new bird peck spring mud.

The ground was littered with broken flowers, and the grass was knee-deep