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Standing on the riverbank, looking down from a high place, what catches the eye is a patchwork of neatly arranged fields, stitched together into a landscape of summer green and autumn yellow—truly a tranquil scene reminiscent of Meng Haoran’s verse, “Near the village, green trees cluster; beyond the walls, blue mountains slope.” In Forget‑Worry Valley, each season brings its own distinctive scenery: the green of spring plowing and summer sowing, the golden hues of autumn harvest, and before winter’s dormancy, fields of rapeseed blossoms, Persian daisies, and baby dandelions sprout everywhere. Like a natural canvas, it displays a beauty that makes one forget worries.