The ancient atmosphere protects the city dutifully, and the wind repeats its last promise.
Like a serious accommodation, the original flavor still remains in the reflection of the water town, unchanged at all. Every visitor always has to stop and admire the intoxicating silence.
In an instant, a flock of white doves fly across the blue freedom, and all the good things will be discerned and sublime in this ethereal territory.

The sun shines on the stone road, extending and flowing into every gap. She sows fresh seeds in the antique rhythm, irrigates them with the gentleness of the air, and waits for the moment of harvest.
Here, there is no darkness, no noise, and no forces that run counter to this elegance. I live on this soil and have witnessed and owned all of this.
This is the pure land of bliss.
This is paradise on earth.
This is my eternal home.

(Author’s words: Home is a place that gives people a sense of belonging, so everyone will always love their hometown 。）