When the flowers are blurred in the troubled times, when jade algae floats on the embankments and ponds, when the mountains and rivers meet between heaven and earth, you and I will meet in the mountains and rivers, so I am grateful for the gift of the mountains and rivers, but the mountains and rivers spread and linger for a long time, lingering in the mist and clouds, and I will be lost in the greenery. So I love the distance. I think it is a lighthouse, heaven and earth, gods, everything in the world, or... You.
Concept: Flowers are different from trees, they just bloom.