For the rest of my life, I want to have a yard.Not too big not to be luxurious, let the confused heart have a place to dock, and loved ones to watch the flower blossom, with Aoyama as a neighbor, flower bird to accompany, early in the morning, the sun is sprinkled with curtains.Push the window open, is a burst of bird language floral.Afternoon, put up a book, tea, reclining bamboo chairs, breezes, whisk niaoke tea.Night, moonlight like water, starry, stillness night, a pot of wine, invite to drink in the month.Mr. Lin has described it this way, there are gardens in the house, houses in the garden, houses, houses, trees in the courtyard, green sky, there are months in the sky, and not soon to be woe.