Forgot

It was a warm day, and the sun was shining down on the earth, making everything golden. It was the height of summer, and the cicadas' cicadas chirped noisily in response to the sound of the traffic, performing a beautiful melody.

Gazing at the blazing sun outside, Dou Xingyu narrowed her eyes and lay on the shady balcony, enjoying the breeze.

At this moment, this short period of peace and quiet seemed so precious. A few days ago, he had been busy inside and outside the hospital and hadn't had a proper time to enjoy his beautiful life. What about now?

As he laid on the mat and put on his sunglasses, he felt that the world had become silent.

At this moment, Dou Xingyu was eager to be an isolated idler and enjoy the feeling of having a house facing the sea and blooming in the spring, as mentioned in the poem.