At the lantern fair, there stood a beautifully crafted drum. Sadly, it went entirely unnoticed. The vendor sim…
At the lantern fair, there stood a beautifully crafted drum. Sadly, it went entirely unnoticed. The vendor simply set it aside, turning to chat with the neighboring stall owner.
A child tilted his head, gazing at it. He imagined how wonderful it would look if two vivid little figures in silk garments were to twirl upon the drumhead, spinning round and round on their tiptoes.
Yet, this thought merely spun for a moment before fading away. He figured that if those little figures truly had to spin up there day and night, they would probably get quite bored.
Unable to think of a better idea, the child furrowed his brow. Just then, in the distance, the gong for the cockfight struck with a sharp clang.
And with that clang, all his unresolved daydreams about the flower drum and the little figures vanished.