The stone slabs in Libo Ancient Town are clear, and all kinds of slabs are put together by nature. The high and low slabs lead the road to a new corner again. The slabs are also many colors, blue, pure and immaculate, black in the green, and green, with some fresh green. Watching carefully, I seem to hear a gentle tap, as if I see the years of the ring. There is a fate that cannot hide, there is no chance to touch, the fate will gather, the fate will disperse, and the fate will come.