In a small town a dozen miles outside the capital Chang'an, Fang Jie and Da Quan spent their days idly perched on roadside tree branches. They gazed at the majestic capital city in the distance, telling nonsensical jokes. They watched the scenery from their treetops, and every time, Shen Qingshan observed them as part of the scenery.
A delicate little girl pointed at Da Quan and Fang Jie and asked Shen Qingshan, "Auntie, who are those two people? Why are they perched on the tree branches?"
Shen Qingshan gently pinched the little girl's soft cheek and earnestly told her, "Those are two bird people."
The little girl obviously didn't know what bird people were, so she asked where the wings were hidden. Shen Qingshan smiled and said that those two were bird people who could fly without wing
