I could feel my heartbeat racing in my chest as I made my way through the tall reeds, the water holding onto my clothes tightly.
The wise fisherman’s message lingered in my mind: “Search for the serene spot below the sorrowful willow tree, where the sun’s rays play on the water.” Intrigued and slightly doubtful, I followed his advice.
The willow tree, its aging branches weighed down by time, elegantly leaned towards the water, forming a green curtain that sparkled under the speckled sunlight. Unsure of what lurked beneath this lush cover, I paused before taking a deep breath and daringly pushing through the hanging branches.
In the middle of the calm pool, I witnessed a mesmerizing scene that filled me with awe. A massive carp, longer than any I had ever laid my eyes on, glided gracefully. Its scales had a rich, golden hue that seemed to glow with a mystical light. With every swish of its tail, the water danced in a dazzling display of reflections.
Yet, it wasn’t just its impressive size that captivated me. The carp’s eyes held a wisdom of ages past, as if it held all the secrets of the world. Its movements were so graceful, a testament to a life lived in perfect harmony with its watery surroundings. In that moment, everything else faded away – it was just me, the elegant willow tree, and this splendid creature, a priceless treasure beyond any material wealth.
