hattheyremainforeverinthereader’smind．Thatisthecharismaofliterature．DimitrisuggestedthatAngelicashouldlookarouhrenewedperceptionandlearnfromtheheavens，theskies，themountainsandtheseas．Thensheshouldtakeadventureinwarddeepinsidehermind，becauseonlythosewithih，intuitivearatingintelligenakeuseofthesematerialstanithesis．

    Theyranon，steadilyrotatingonthecircurtrack,herheartbeatandherbreathingwereperfectlycoordinatedaasenseofpurepleasurefromherfleshbodyduetoexercise．Shethought，"HowfortunateIamnottobemadeintoamarblestatue，butamfleshandblood-theofanimals．HowgdIamthatIdidn’tthrowmylifeawayheedlessly.”Herbraitudetowardslifeaffeotonlyherpersonallifebuthercreativepowersaswell．ItwaslikebeingbaihingintheKingdombecamematerialforherwriting：Thestrarastsofantiquityandmodernizationandthebeautifulsery，theinhabitantswhocamefromallersoftheworld．Herdescriptionofthetwenty-fourbeautieswereespeciallysuperb．Theirverygnces，smilesauresseemedtodepicttheirdifferentpersonalities，temperamentsandbackgroundsandcamealiveunderherpen．ShemadethesesketchesintoacolleofprosearyaoshowthemtoKingDimitriwhenhecamebackbeforefinalizingthemanuscript．Turningaroundtofacethesettingsun，sheranbackwardsandmadeaVsigntowardsitaurnedbacktoruntothefinish．Iance，shesawthesmilingfacesofAishaandStephaniewelingher．

    Lotus:

    Ieeroftherealworld，thesettingsunhadnotquitedisappearedfromthewest;thecrestmoonwasalreadyhasteningtomakeherentraheeasternsky．Onthebraheoldelmtreeinfrontofthesolitaryinnbytheroadsidehungabrightrednternwithadleinsideflickeringintheslightbreeze-awelesigravelers，signifyingfood,drinkawinklingstarscouldbeseenfromamidthebrahetreelikenaturalors．Thiswasnotathhfareleadingtomajorcitiesandtheneighbvilgeswerequiteprosperouswithshopsandsmallbusiragmerts，peddlersandfarmerssellingtheirproduce．Thethatchedroofoftheinnpromisedshelter．Severaldwarf-sizedtablesandstoolsintheopencourtyardwereclearlyvisible，aswasthebeautifulyounggirlsittingbythestove，tendingthefireinaneasymannershowingherdispositioleasthemoonlight．Itwasnotthetimeforafair，sotherewerefewpassersbyandbusinesswassck．

    ThewanderingDimitrisatalohedwarfedstool,phiswarmedwinefromasmalltinjar,enjoyingtheprovincialdishesofferedbytheinn，amidthewildseryofthestraid．Justthen，aleanyellow-haireddogapproachedhistable,tailwaggingbeggingforfood．Dimitrilookedatitandthoughtthatitwasoddlyfamiliar,buthebrushedawaytheideaasabsurd，forhowcouldhehaveseenthedogbeforeifthiswashisfirstvisittothispartoftheglobe?However,hetosseditabigkofmeat．Thedoggobbleditupandthenlookedlonginglyatthetinjarwithgreedyeyesanditsmouthwatered．Dimitriwasamusedandgood-naturedlypouredoutabowlofwinefulltothebrim,setitdownonthegroundandwatchedthedogpitupgreedily．Drunkandreeling,thedogturogoanddisappearedintothedarkeningtwilight．

    Dimitriwatcheduntilthestrangedogdisappearedfromsight,thentakingupacuphepouredhimselfanothercupofwarmwihewinebroughtafortable，warmsensationtohisstomach．Hewassoengrossedinwatgthedogthathedidnotnoticethefigureofanoldwood-cutterappearuheredntern．Itwasonlywhenth

hattheyremainforeverinthereader’smind．Thatisthecharismaofliterature．DimitrisuggestedthatAngelicashouldlookarouhrenewedperceptionandlearnfromtheheavens，theskies，themountainsandtheseas．Thensheshouldtakeadventureinwarddeepinsidehermind，becauseonlythosewithih，intuitivearatingintelligenakeuseofthesematerialstanithesis．

    Theyranon，steadilyrotatingonthecircurtrack,herheartbeatandherbreathingwereperfectlycoordinatedaasenseofpurepleasurefromherfleshbodyduetoexercise．Shethought，"HowfortunateIamnottobemadeintoamarblestatue，butamfleshandblood-theofanimals．HowgdIamthatIdidn’tthrowmylifeawayheedlessly.”Herbraitudetowardslifeaffeotonlyherpersonallifebuthercreativepowersaswell．ItwaslikebeingbaihingintheKingdombecamematerialforherwriting：Thestrarastsofantiquityandmodernizationandthebeautifulsery，theinhabitantswhocamefromallersoftheworld．Herdescriptionofthetwenty-fourbeautieswereespeciallysuperb．Theirverygnces，smilesauresseemedtodepicttheirdifferentpersonalities，temperamentsandbackgroundsandcamealiveunderherpen．ShemadethesesketchesintoacolleofprosearyaoshowthemtoKingDimitriwhenhecamebackbeforefinalizingthemanuscript．Turningaroundtofacethesettingsun，sheranbackwardsandmadeaVsigntowardsitaurnedbacktoruntothefinish．Iance，shesawthesmilingfacesofAishaandStephaniewelingher．

    Lotus:

    Ieeroftherealworld，thesettingsunhadnotquitedisappearedfromthewest;thecrestmoonwasalreadyhasteningtomakeherentraheeasternsky．Onthebraheoldelmtreeinfrontofthesolitaryinnbytheroadsidehungabrightrednternwithadleinsideflickeringintheslightbreeze-awelesigravelers，signifyingfood,drinkawinklingstarscouldbeseenfromamidthebrahetreelikenaturalors．Thiswasnotathhfareleadingtomajorcitiesandtheneighbvilgeswerequiteprosperouswithshopsandsmallbusiragmerts，peddlersandfarmerssellingtheirproduce．Thethatchedroofoftheinnpromisedshelter．Severaldwarf-sizedtablesandstoolsintheopencourtyardwereclearlyvisible，aswasthebeautifulyounggirlsittingbythestove，tendingthefireinaneasymannershowingherdispositioleasthemoonlight．Itwasnotthetimeforafair，sotherewerefewpassersbyandbusinesswassck．

    ThewanderingDimitrisatalohedwarfedstool,phiswarmedwinefromasmalltinjar,enjoyingtheprovincialdishesofferedbytheinn，amidthewildseryofthestraid．Justthen，aleanyellow-haireddogapproachedhistable,tailwaggingbeggingforfood．Dimitrilookedatitandthoughtthatitwasoddlyfamiliar,buthebrushedawaytheideaasabsurd，forhowcouldhehaveseenthedogbeforeifthiswashisfirstvisittothispartoftheglobe?However,hetosseditabigkofmeat．Thedoggobbleditupandthenlookedlonginglyatthetinjarwithgreedyeyesanditsmouthwatered．Dimitriwasamusedandgood-naturedlypouredoutabowlofwinefulltothebrim,setitdownonthegroundandwatchedthedogpitupgreedily．Drunkandreeling,thedogturogoanddisappearedintothedarkeningtwilight．

    Dimitriwatcheduntilthestrangedogdisappearedfromsight,thentakingupacuphepouredhimselfanothercupofwarmwihewinebroughtafortable，warmsensationtohisstomach．Hewassoengrossedinwatgthedogthathedidnotnoticethefigureofanoldwood-cutterappearuheredntern．Itwasonlywhenth