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A woodblock print illustration on the right page shows a figure standing in a landscape with trees and mountains, observing the sky.
Gradually the dense clouds scatter,
Look, the moon brightens once more.
When spring comes, the flowers and grasses flourish,
After the rain, the bamboo is deep green.
▲ The ancients say: like the clouds clearing and the moonlight shining through, this is a sign that the sufferings you have endured until now will clear away, and joy will follow. Just as flowers bloom and grasses sprout, or the bamboo becomes vibrant green after the rain, joys will come one after another. Those who receive this fortune will find that their current distress will clear, and eventually, there will be cause for celebration.
A woodblock print illustration on the left page shows a figure walking along a path in a mountainous landscape with trees.
Red clouds rise with every step,
One arrow strikes the middle of the blue sky.
The deer travels a thousand miles into the distance,
How could one know the path ahead is so far?
▲ Those who receive this fortune will find that, like the moonlight shining through, the sufferings endured until now will clear, and this is a sign that joy will arrive. Just as flowers bloom and grasses sprout, or the bamboo becomes vibrant green after the rain, joys will come one after another. Those who receive this fortune will find that their current distress will clear, and eventually, there will be cause for celebration.