Green Willow Manor, surrounded by mountains and rivers, looked like what its name suggested.
It was a medium-size village with fifty to sixty households. The houses were arranged in a neat and organized way. With the rising smoke from the kitchen chimneys, the serenity of the countryside was even more emphasized.
Mountains and rivers formed tranquil surroundings, making this place an untouched paradise compared with the busy Frostless City.
It was late autumn, and only bold branches were left on the weeping willows by the rivers. Many evergreens were planted on the mountains, providing an everlasting greenness all season around.
The stream down the mountain was clear. The gentle flows sometimes turned into torrents. Seldom could some ducks be seen playing in the water.
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