When flowers meet a bamboo fence, I wish time would come to a standstill

When the flowers meet the bamboo fence in the small courtyard, they surround the noise of the world, but not the fragrance of the courtyard.

The pace of summer also comes slowly because of the fragrance of flowers blown by the wind. May time slow down, and everything will be quiet and good.

In the fence courtyard surrounded by mountains and forests, the empty mountains are quiet and do not hear human voices, and time seems to be at a standstill, frozen, and no longer flowing, and everything here makes people feel as if they were in a trance.

In the fence courtyard, when the prosperity comes to an end, keep the fleeting years, day after day, year after year.

Be an idle person, simple, innocent, natural, simple, listen to the wind, listen to the rain, listen to the cicada, to a Qin, a pot of wine, a stream cloud.