The beauty of the distance lies in novelty. The moonlight falls quietly, and the autumn chrysanthemum blooms silently. But this scene near is no longer bright compared to the dead tree in the distance. The dead tree is ugly, but it is a sculpture shaped by the heart. If you limit yourself to one place and stick to one place, the sound of nature will become cliché. Only by looking far and appreciating new things can life not be monotonous, and life can not lack the passion of breaking new ground...
