Stepping into the Summer Palace on the weekend, it seems to break into a long history of slowly unfolding. Walking along the Kunming Lake, the lake is sparkling, the cruise ship is like weaving, the Wanshou Mountain in the distance is lush, and the Buddha Pavilion is more solemn under the green trees. Entering the promenade, the beautiful paintings on the beams are exquisite, myths and legends, historical allusions are lifelike, people can not help but sigh the ingenuity of the ancients. Here, the pace of time has slowed down, and every scenery tells the story of the past, so that I am immersed in this strong historical and cultural atmosphere, and my body and mind have been baptized.