Entering the residential garden is like walking into a long historical tunnel. The white walls and the scattered courtyards in the autumn sun, and the scattered streets, ponds, and stage, form the Ming and Qing Dynasties. A characteristic living scene in a traditional natural village. Unlike the scent of the modern urban steel forest, the taste here is a faint scent. In the old mansion, the wooden structure radiates the woody fragrance under the care of the sun, mixed with silky ink, like a half-life vicissitudes of the elderly, with a hoarse magnetic voice, telling those who have not been in the years. Smoke is going on.