The mist of the mountain city spreads over the green eaves, and the outline gradually becomes soft and smooth. The raw jade picked up by the ancestors of Daxi by the Yangtze River, after being worn by the passage of time, its gentle, simple and reserved luster has long seeped into the texture of this land, transforming into amber whispering in the passage of time. The project quietly emerges in the twilight glow where the mountain shadows, water charm and jade spirit interweave.