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The thirty-first day, he stayed there, having drunk the water of the confluence of the three rivers. In the palm groves, he heard the rustling sound of dry leaves, caused by the wind. He saw betel nut trees, intertwined with betel vines, as if they were one entity. The king was delighted to see the betel nut trees, which were supported by the betel vines, and which seemed to be entwined with them like a couple. He saw birds, making continuous sounds in the forests, as if they were sages engaged in their studies. The people ate the jackfruit, which were soft inside and had thorns on the outer skin, as if they were ambrosia. They drank coconut juice, ate jackfruit, and had pepper as a condiment. This was their daily routine in the forest. The king saw birds, making sounds as they ate the sweet pepper, and tears flowing from their eyes. He saw young monkeys, shaking their heads, after eating the sharp pepper pods, as if they were afraid. Seeing the trees, laden with fruits, and beneficial to people, the people were convinced of the existence of Kalpavriksha trees. The forest trees, entwined with creeper-like women, and bearing many fruits, seemed to be offering gifts to the people, as if they were their relatives. The Singhalese women, intoxicated with coconut juice, and with their eyes slightly rolling, praised his glory in a low voice.