I have a friend who, because of my good friendship, I know very well that he likes to look up to the mountains and is eccentric and arrogant. Because I know that he is half-baked in things, although I have no talent, I can't help but give it a try.
Although there are visions everywhere in this article, there is no real evidence, and it is just an excuse to sensationalize. However, the grass and trees in the terraces, mountains and rivers all have their own meanings, and I will not go into details. There are also stories in them, but please don't believe them, don't believe them.
Intention: What's the point of seeking perfection? The same is true in this article. Everything is forced and finally half-full.