There are the sounds of nature, the refreshing wind in the mountains, the fallen leaves that slid down in the forest, the gurgling spring water, the crackling flames...
There are the sounds of life here, the streets in the lazy afternoon, the dangling buses, the heavy steamship whistle, mother ding ding dong dong, tidying up the dishes...
There are the sounds of animals, the sounds of birds in the morning, the sounds of cicadas in summer, the sounds of crickets in the fields at night, the sounds of gulls above the beach...
We can let you go back to class, Chinese class, math class, history class, physics class and politics class. The teacher's voice can recall the memory of your school days.
You will be in the Buddhist hall, walking along the Sanskrit Path, faintly heard bells, the monks knocking on Muyu, chanting sutras and praying to the Buddha, freshing your fatigue and troubles
God bless young people who can't sleep.