The distant village is warm, and the smoke in the ruins is still there. Dogs bark in the deep alleys, cocks crow in the mulberry trees. Zhuang Xiaojin plants flowers, trees, and fruit seedlings in a village where the peach blossoms are full of rain and the willows are green with morning smoke. In this life, she just wants to live a leisurely life... Willows are all over the long embankment, and the road is bright with flowers. The person painting the boat has not yet gotten up, but he is lying on his side listening to the song of the oriole. Qin Taoyun: If you have a husband by your side, this life will be more perfect!