Ili in the north A snowy, long story of winter condensed into thick fog in the sky, thick snow integrated in the field, thin ice formed on the lake, and smog transformed into a smog in the woods. The morning light shines at the beginning of these beautiful spirits that fall on the earth, swimming peacefully and freely on the lake, or flying high, singing, or pairings, tangling, or flying alone, quietly dancing the light wings across the water, swinging a clear and warm ripple.