August 13th brought clear autumn skies, a gentle breeze, and pleasant sunshine—a day most auspicious for going out.
The crimson double doors of Shanghua Palace stood wide open, flanked by a pair of lifelike white jade lions.
Along the covered walkway stood eight pots of premium osmanthus trees. As the breeze swept by, golden petals drifted down to carpet the blue bricks, filling even the autumn air with a sweet fragrance that seemed to slip right into one's sleeves.
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