"Vast Ainu Maoxili! Once the open world of our ancestors... They lived like innocent children, under the embrace of Guardian Divine Might, leading happy and leisurely lives..."
"What blissful days! In winter, our ancestors kicked aside the snow of the forest, crossed one towering mountain after another, hunted bear packs under the watchful gaze of snow foxes... In summer, they sailed little leaf-like boats amid the songs of white seagulls, catching fish at sea..."
"Spring brought gentle sunshine and blossoms of all colors. Ancestors sang with the birds, picking white baneberry and mountain mugwort... In autumn, there were blooming red leaves, wild winds, and the bright full moon. They cut through tall brush to catch trout swimming upstream..."
