chinese art painting

chinese art painting
The race started. The hare darted almost out of sight at once. He soon stopped and lay down to have a nap.
　　The tortoise plodded on and on. When the hare awoke from his nap, he saw the tortoise was near the finish line, and that he had lost the race. 　Oh, little prince! Bit by bit I came to understand the secrets of your only entertainment in the quiet pleasure of looking at the sunset. I learned that new detail on the morning of the fourth day, when you said to me: "I am very fond of sunsets. Come, let us go look at a sunset now."
　　"But we must wait," I said.
　　"Wait? For what?"
　　"For the sunset. We must wait until it is time."
　　At first you seemed to be very much surprised. And then you laughed to yourself. You said to me:
　　"I am always thinking that I am at home!"
　　Just so. Everybody knows that when it is noon in the United States the sun is setting