Standing in front of that oil painting, a sense of tranquility and peace surged in your heart. You seem to hear the rustling sound of the wind brushing through the wheat fields, and see the golden wheat ears swaying in the sunshine.
Your gaze is first drawn to the winding road, which shuttles like a giant dragon between the golden wheat fields and green trees, leading you deep into this peaceful countryside. The trees on both sides of the road are lush and green, their branches and leaves swaying gently in the breeze, as if beckoning to you.