A friend's visit, a joyful mood, walking through beautiful scenery, very delightful, suddenly recalling a wonderful piece of writing I saw a few days ago, sharing with everyone:

Mr. Jiang Zengqi said in "The Plants and Trees of the Human World," that the best happiness in the world is simply watching the grass and trees leisurely, quietly observing the passing years.
Nothing in the world is useless; it is the most healing for the heart.
A tree's green leaves, a gentle breeze, ordinary and plain, just give life a tender hue.
The gentleman also gently wrote:
If you visit me and I am not here, sit for a while outside my door with the grass and trees; they are very warm, I have been watching them for many, many days.
Many things are actually meaningless; eating, drinking, playing are not a waste of time, and enduring hardships is not necessarily worth praising.
Life is about constantly feeling; it doesn't have to be about doing what the world considers meaningful.
If you want, daydreaming, watching sunsets, and counting stars are all meaningful!
As long as we can pause for a lush green tree, as long as we can be moved by the small beauties in life, as long as we can love, listen, and feel,
then we are truly living,
perhaps that is the meaning of life.