At dawn, as the sun rose from the sea, myriads of splendid rays fell upon the world, illuminating the night and enlightening the universe.
In the deep courtyard of a house with green tiles and gray bricks, where eaves flew and corners stood tall side by side, layers of morning glow from the eastern horizon scattered upon the eaves and corners, as if cloaked in a layer of golden brilliance.
At the very tip of the highest central hall's roof, a figure in a green robe, exuding an aura as profound as the depths, sat silently facing east. The golden sunlight, filtering through layers of the cosmos, shone upon his face, while his substantial presence seemed to merge with the great sun at that moment, turning even the green tiles sacred.
