In this place of Joan Kush, I always feel that the beauty of the village or the beauty of this grassland mountain is used to describe the beauty of the village or the grassland. The grassland here is like the waves in the sea. The hillsides, the flocks and the horses scattered in it, and the sporadic wooden houses can only say, um, its so beautiful. Inadvertently encountered houses with smoke, wooden poles hanging on clothes, horse-riding princes riding the flock, living in this moment, really pleasant and unforgettable, Joan Kush, I think, it is beautiful Its enough to forget all the world.