Every brick and every tile is a story.

In early autumn, the sky over Xingqing Palace becomes clearer. The white clouds gather or disperse in the blue sky. Sometimes they float lightly across the magnificent palace, and sometimes they lie lazily on the branches of ancient trees. They seem to be telling those stories. Secrets of the past. Clouds are free artists, moving freely in the sky and changing into various shapes. When the sun shines through the clouds on the ancient stone path, every step forward seems to be walking in the footsteps of history. "The green mountains are together with the clouds and rain, but the bright moon has never been two villages." At this moment, all the worries seemed to drift away with the clouds in the wind, leaving only the indescribable tranquility and satisfaction deep in the soul. Whether we are strolling along the tree-lined avenue of Xingqing Palace, or sitting quietly by the lakeside and looking up at the boundless blue sky, we will find that those clouds that seem to meet us inadvertently have actually become an indispensable part of our lives. Feel the tranquility and harmony under this sea of ​​clouds.