Last week, I was sent to Paris on a business trip and was surprised to find that there were few air conditioners in the midsummer of France, with the scorching sun relentlessly baking the streets and alleys. I asked a local friend why the big city of Paris rarely installs air conditioners. My friend smiled slightly: They don't rely on machines to create coolness, but have learned to borrow coolness from nature: lowering the blinds at noon to block the blazing sun, and heading to the Seine riverside in the evening to enjoy the evening breeze, a glass of chilled white wine, a relaxed linen shirt—relaxed yet elegant.

I couldn't help but feel a flush on my face: We are always accustomed to seeking comfort immediately, while the people here are more willing to coexist harmoniously with the heat. It's not that they aren't afraid of the heat, but they understand how to accept the season as it is, and in the limited coolness, they carefully scoop up the romance unique to summer. It turns out that ease is never about maintaining a constant temperature, but about knowing how to gently make peace with the temperature and coexist amicably.