"Board a flat boat, enter the scene with the wind, watch the fish fires on the riverbanks
Deep into the Bamboo Forest, near the broken steles and the small building, the monastic begins his recitations again
In the red pavilion by the reed-covered bank, shake the green straw raincoat, invite Nanshan for a drink
...."
Qingming Festival just passed not long ago, and it has been raining frequently lately.
Li Yu, wearing headphones, walks between two mountains of the base.
Strolling casually, the music in the headphones flows slowly, and now he especially appreciates the decision to download most of the world's recorded music.
Whenever Li Yu has killed too much, or when he is upset, he listens to songs, sometimes light music, sometimes more intense music...
They all bring different feelings to Li Yu. Sometimes, listening to music can also adjust his mood.
