Looking up at the fountain, the colorful water mist is sprayed along with the music, adding brilliant colors to the silent autumn night. The music is sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and the water mist is sometimes slow and sometimes rapid, changing the shape of light and shadow, complementing the light and shadow in the room. The strong wind blows, and the dispersed water mist is suspended in the air, wetting the marble pavement of the trestle. Walking on the bridge is like walking through the rain. Children are playing, temples are staring, and young lovers hold hands and look forward to the future.