An old city, with mountains, water, sunshine all over the sky, sleeping warmly and peacefully, only waiting for the spring wind to wake them up - in the morning of winter, came to the Emancipation Lord, moat, watching people carrying bottles and cans, cautiously fetching water, picking up water, without any noise, suddenly fell in love with the slow pace of the old city. Qushuiting Street by Daming Lake, the cultural atmosphere hidden in the corner of the city, or the small ornaments of street shops, can always bring me unexpected surprises.