This is an interesting question! The city I live in is like a living archive, harboring the trajectory of my life. If I decide to βbuy a new yachtβ someday, maybe it is the romance of the city's sea breeze and marina that pushes me to aspire to the freedom of sailing, and the atmosphere of the city silently gives me clues to my life choices, so that the place I live and the things I want to do can echo each other in a wonderful way. The atmosphere of the city silently gives βcluesβ to life choices, making the place where I live and the things I want to do echo each other in a marvelous way.