"Old man, you first!"
Xie Dong raised his hand, dipped his finger in wine, and wrote...
"Still I recall the blue lamp fading beyond the northern slope, a beauty half-drunk in robes of violet gauze. Now, gazing once more upon the Cloud-Chasing Path, I finally know how many years have passed since I left home."
As his finger fell, Heavenly Dao Literary Waves descended from the sky, unfolding into a dazzling five-colored scroll.
A lone boat, a river of spring water.
Xie Dong lightly raised his hand, guiding the Heavenly Dao Literary Wave that belonged to him, and added another stroke across the empty sky...
Two figures appeared upon the boat. The man gazed into the heavens, while the woman's purple robes drifted in the wind as she leaned against his side.
"This was the scene of Mother-in-law leaving you that day, wasn't it?" Lin Su asked softly.
"Yes. Back then, I searched every layer of cloud and still could not see where the road lay. Yet she never looked toward the road ahead at all. Her eyes were always on me. But I... never turned back for her..." Xie Dong was melancholy for a moment, then smiled. "Your turn!"
Lin Su smiled faintly. "The sorrow of life lies in its countless lingering regrets. But it is also a blessing when the road has not yet reached its end. I'll walk a stretch of your road as well!"
He lightly raised his hand and used wine as ink too, writing...
"Long are the years since I left my homeland; on this return, people and things are half worn away. Only the Mirror Lake waters before the gate remain, their old-time ripples unchanged by the spring breeze!"
As his hand fell, green lotuses bloomed across the heavens and transformed into a