Freedom is the highest state of life. It is the ultimate cure in the hustle and bustle of life. You can forget to live near the market when you are busy. When you are quiet, you can see everything in spring and enter the room with a bud. Then you can point to the scene and write a poem.
The room is quiet, and the green color comes out of the wall, bringing a quiet and quiet time, which is enough to calm all the fickleness in the world.