Xi Lan, with distinct black and white fur, has his own joy of life.
Sitting quietly on the stone, he is watching the faint morning light shining on the tall trees, and immersing himself in the gentle wind in the tranquil environment.
He is taking a stroll on the verdant grass with slow steps to feel the great vitality which mark the long path of his growth.
Feeding on the tender and sweet bamboo, he lost himself in the greenery.
Lying on the wood with a touch of coolness in cool weather, he suddenly fell asleep in the amber autumn.