Deep into April, the orioles sang over thousands of miles, and young green plants grew on the boundless fields, while bright blossoms bloomed over the plains of the lake regions. Returning travelers, upon seeing such picturesque spring landscapes, would forget the troubled times they lived in.
After the first rain fell, the pink cherry blossoms in the gentle river towns cracked a smile, welcoming the return of the victorious King. Plumes of black smoke rose from the military and civilian settlements during the slash-and-burn, and the songs of busyness rang loudly over the newly cultivated fields. The season for spring plowing had arrived, and the entire Kingdom of the Lake bustled with life amid the hardship.
