Zhouzhuang seems to be small, but there is such a huge Quanfu Temple hidden in his stomach. It really surprised me when I first entered. The temple door is not big, but the more you walk, the wider the view. Compared with the people in Zhouzhuang, the temple seems to be much quieter. There are a handful of people who come to visit, there are no devout believers in line to burn incense, and there are no monks in Dalat. It is like a back garden waiting for tourists to come and see the scenery. I like the huge area of water. There are countless brocades in the lake, happy peregrines, and sharing the bread crumbs spilled by tourists on the bridge. If I throw away the utilitarian meaning, it is more appetizing to me. The magnificent temple, the moths of the carved beams and painted buildings, the wide lake water, and the beautiful pavilion, really make people slow down, throw away the glitz, and laugh at the wind and clouds.