The tranquil waters of Yangon River stretches out before the old guest of Liangyuan, who has been separated for a long time. You are in a serene garden, and I am in the lush greenery. You and I have been separated for a long time, and the sound of the gentle rain dripping through the trees echoes through the air. You also asked the former guest to come out with a letter of condolence, as if they had come to a peaceful place in the serene surroundings. The words "Welcome to Liangyuan, a world where nature defies our laws," are clear.