Book2:KigdomIteDreams
oitaloherewasacircurvitalityinitsbeautifulbodywhichkeptremindingitthatspringwasshort,thatitshouldmakethebestpossibleuseofthefleetingopportunitytoenjoylife.Orperhapsthebutterfly,uowithstandtheincreasinglyhotandhumidroomtemperatureescapedtothegardenfullofsunlightandspringbreeze.Atthemoment,cloudsofsteamemanatedfromtheseveralbamboosteamers,stackedoneupoheroove.Releasedfromtheboilingpointofwater,theytiopermeatetheair,lettingoutrelievedandgratifyih,liketheevehingfromthenoseandmouthofthesleepingAngelica.Thewarmandquietafternoonwasmostsuitableforanap.AsmileappearedonAngelica’sface,herhappythoughtswerelikethewillowswayinginthebreeze,flirtatiousandcapricious. Lotussattherewquietlyandste