Aisha and the river

The bride's procession set off, while she was sitting in the wedding carriage with a red blindfold on her eyes, not seeing the road or those around her. All she felt was that she was walking in the company of the Qing Shui River, whose purring continued to delight her ears, until she felt that the procession around her had become a river, and that she was floating on its surface and walking with it. Maybe it's really going. On the banks of the river, her mind wandered a little, as she knew ...