In the old mountain garden, a gray sparrow flew into the pavilion.
They stood on the pavilion beams, where their nest was built on the top of the beams. It was not very large, but it was warm.
However, the gray sparrow never anticipated that its home would one day become an unobstructed seascape nest!
The strange and murky sea left the sparrow utterly confused, and the wind outside was so strong it couldn't fly. Oddly enough, beneath its nest sat two people, chattering nonstop, completely indifferent to the surging flood that was about to come, no different from the couples who used to have secret meetings here.
People are very smart.
If there were signs of disaster, they would surely panic and flee.
So if I can see the sea, it must be an illusion.
The sparrow tucked its butt and nestled comfortably in its nest, closing its eyes and letting the mountain pavilion shake as much as it wanted—after all, the sky would not fall!
