Blue skies and white clouds, a gentle breeze and warm sunshine.
A huge sheep kite floats in the air, like a cloud that could drift away at any moment.
Underneath the sky, cows and sheep graze.
Occasionally, some sheep look up at the sky, and their gaze lingers for a few seconds at the sight of the enormous sheep kite.
Then they lower their heads to graze again.
With a sheep's intelligence, they can't understand why a fellow sheep is flying in the sky.
It's around eight in the morning, the day is just starting to warm up, but it's not too sunny yet.
Jiang Feng sits in the shade of a tree, the Little Border Collie lies resting, and the Little White Wolf lounges with its eyes closed, napping.
Just then, the Little Border Collie hears something, lifts its head, and looks sideways.
It's quite alert even when lying down.
Jiang Feng notices it lifting its head and glances over to where it's looking.
