The moonlight is like water, and the night wind is like water. The world is like a large piece of colored glaze, and the small valley where Wu Hai is located is like a small bonsai embedded in the colored glaze. In the small valley, there is a stream. Wildflowers are all around, and the noise of bugs is endless. Lavender vines hang straight down from the cliffs on both sides of the valley. Several huge bird nests are hung among the vines. The chirping of small chicks can be heard occasionally. A few very thin green snakes climbed cautiously among the vines, and occasionally they opened their big mouths and blasted at the bird's nest. Wu Hai, who was in Taoist costume, leaned lazily on a big rock beside the stream, a tiger snuggled under his feet, and a big white crane about four feet

