Mid-summer. It is a hot summer evening. The sun has just set. Three young, pretty Asians are playing jump rope. Two other young, sexy Asians are playing badminton. Two more young Asians are conversing by the roadside. A roughly 500-meter long, winding, and 2-meter wide bike and footpath runs along the edge of the forest, overgrown for about 50 meters by young, eerie trees with strikingly colored and differently sized paving stones. On both sides of this path, approximately every three meters, there are one-meter-high lanterns, placed alternately, that illuminate the path effectively and colorfully in different hues, styled like those from the 1950s. Small colorful herbs and wildflowers bloom on either side of the path. It is starting to get dark. Part of the sky is visible. Like in a fantasy painting, a few wispy clouds are visible, glowing in pastel hues from the late evening sun. The scene is bathed in a warm yellow light. The atmosphere is mystical and surreal. A haze has formed in the background. Very small mythical creatures can be seen in the bushes.
