C678 Back to the Mountain

A lone horse carriage slowly moved forward in the face of the evening wind. Crushing gravel on the carriage wheels caused a light 'ka ka' sound to ring out. As the horsewhip was swung, the resounding sound of the singing drifted off into the distance.

"Outside the pavilion, at the edge of the ancient path, the grass is blue in color, the wind blows the willow flute