The sunshine rippled on the water, with a different gentleness. The lost time was like duckweed. After a long journey in spring and summer, it was finally calm.

I bent down and picked a flower. The fragrance of flowers is earthy, leisurely and elegant, just like duckweed in clear water or peony in the garden, mixed with the smell of earth and grass.

But what is certain is that I gradually like this duckweed-like life.