The Wind Blows Gently

The sky is blue, the people are vast, and the wind and grass reveal what is hidden in the heart; life is heavy, survival worries, the so-called "friendship" and "love" are not even half as stressful and coercive as the city; the south wind blows outside the window today, gently caressing the willow branches; I just wonder where to go, chasing the scenery that has gone away? (Qishu Nu's latest masterpiece! The whole book is delicious! Please watch it! Please enlighten me!)