C496 I Met an Old Friend at the Cloud Sea Lake

At the border of the Western Regions, camels' bells were ringing, sand was flying in the sky, and Hu Yang Trees stood upright in the west wind. They stood like monuments atop the desert, swaying with the wind the sprouts of new leaves, as if they were enthusiastically welcoming guests from afar.

White emerged from the east, and a ray of bright sunlight passed through the layers of clouds