Even though Jing Yiren had tasted the grand banquet of Manchu Han, and various mountain and sea delicacies, the food in this restaurant was indeed delicious beyond belief!
Unable to resist such flavors, combined with an earlier outburst, Jing Yiren found her troubles swept away before the delight of the food.
In the afternoon, Jing Xi took Jing Yiren to the national park for a relaxing stroll.
Although the national park was crowded, it was enormous. Typically, middle-aged or older visitors, who knew Jing Xi, were few and far between.
Jing Xi, always in a duckbill cap and sunglasses, led Jing Yiren as they strolled around the lake.
Tall reeds are aplenty, the white dew turned to frost, the one they call Yiren, stands by the water's side.
The reeds are distant and desolate, white dew yet to evaporate. The one they call Yiren, resides at the water's edge.
The lush reeds, white dew still intact. The one they call Yiren, dwells along the water's path.
