I haven't walked back to my hometown for half a year. It's hard to keep it. The years are quiet and beautiful. The flowers in the window are spoken, and I savor the clear tea carefully, and I will abandon the noise of the world.

Even if there are many troubles in the world, forget about worries and tranquility, and let the fragrance remain in the spring. I do not seek to be aware of it, but only find peace and laugh in the wind and rain.
Chapter completed!