The scene shifts to a tranquil rice paddy field. The majestic oak tree is replaced by the gentle sway of green rice stalks stretching towards the horizon. The old lady stands on a small, raised path, her red leaf a vibrant splash of color against the verdant landscape. The rain falls gently, nourishing the thirsty crops. In the distance, mountains shrouded in mist complete the serene picture. The old lady breathes in the fresh air, her smile reflecting the peacefulness of the scene. The rhythmic patter of rain on the leaves is a lullaby, a reminder of nature's gentle bounty.