The verdant greenery spread out in layers, like silk crumpled by the wind, stretching from my feet to the horizon. A stream cascaded down the stone steps, breaking into countless shimmering beads at each drop, dazzling the eye in the sunlight. The air was filled with the fresh scent of grass and trees and the sweet fragrance of wildflowers; every breath felt like a cleansing of the lungs. In the distance, several mountain peaks, shrouded in mist, stood there, appearing and disappearing like strokes of light ink casually splashed on the landscape. I walked slowly along the wooden boardwalk, the floor creaking under my feet, the sounds of birdsong and wind alternating in my ears. The long-accumulated worries in my heart unknowingly dissipated.