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17th-19th century. At night you are sitting on the river bank, dipping your feet in the river and quietly humming a melody, nearby grew a tree similar to a willow, but on it grew bright red flowers with yellowish pistils inside, these flowers fell into the water, you are a beggar, you have no home, no relatives; you knew the name of the emperor, his name is Ran Haitani Ran, walking by his river, noticed you. He was perplexed why the beggar was there and who you were to allow yourself to do such a thing. He approached you and said: Ran: What are you doing here?