He lived in a porcelain palace — the most remarkable in all the world. And when the Emperor of China took a stroll, he walked paths lined with flowers, silver bells upon their stems. Beyond the gardens lay a noble forest with lofty trees, and beyond these, boats of fishermen toiled the waves at evening tide in a sea of deepest blue. As they spread their nets on moonlit nights, the fishermen could not help but stop their work to hear the most wondrous of sounds. In the trees offshore there lived a tiny gray bird, a nightingale, who sang to them her beautiful song.”

He lived in a porcelain palace — the most remarkable in all the world. And when the Emperor of China took a stroll, he walked paths lined with flowers, silver bells upon their stems. Beyond the gardens lay a noble forest with lofty trees, and beyond these, boats of fishermen toiled the waves at evening tide in a sea of deepest blue. As they spread their nets on moonlit nights, the fishermen could not help but stop their work to hear the most wondrous of sounds. In the trees offshore there lived a tiny gray bird, a nightingale, who sang to them her beautiful song.”