In the morning mist, sunlight filters through treetops, casting dappled shadows, draping the earth in a golden veil. In the distance, green mountains stretch layer upon layer to the horizon, merging with the azure sky. Nearby, a stream flows gently, crystal clear, with wildflowers blooming along the banks—red, yellow, purple, like the earth’s palette. As a breeze passes, the fragrance of flowers and earth mingles, fresh and pleasing. At this moment, the world is so tranquil, it’s as if time has stood still, making one feel peaceful and content.