Walking along Mirabo Avenue, the sun shines on the old stone road, the fragrance of lavender spreads in the wind, and exquisite fountains clatter; tall sycamore trees stand on both sides of the Avenue, and painters and students in twos and threes under the shade of trees are leisurely painting tourists. Occasionally, they can enjoy the passionate singing of vagrant singers, find an open-air cafe to sit down and taste. Fragrant French coffee... Romantic Exx is more leisurely than Cezanne's paintings.