"Mom, Mom, look, someone is setting off fireworks on the mountaintop, how beautiful!"
In a humble house in the suburbs, a young boy with a flushed face pointed to Azure Dragon Mountain in the distance, incessantly calling out to the busy young woman in the kitchen.
The young woman, seeing her son dancing and prattling on with nonsensical words, immediately went over, glanced at the pitch-black peak of Azure Dragon Mountain, and scolded her son, "At such a young age, you already fail to learn good things, where are these fireworks coming from? You've even started to lie; is it because I haven't spanked you these past few days that you have become so cocky!"
The boy, his face full of grievance, still pointed to the top of Azure Dragon Mountain, "There really were some just now, but they disappeared when you came over."
