The hot spring is filled with a few pieces of old grandma's foot-binding cloth.

The bottom of the water is full of seemingly present yet absent, slippery moss.
A few strands of hair hanging on a bare body.
Several uncles have their nose hair exposed while holding cigarette butts.
Hoarsely discussing the war news from miles away on the television.
The bare-footed child by the pool is holding an everlasting plastic ice cream.
The sharp voice pierces everyone's ears.

My recent feelings in this industry
Besides, my offline events in Taiwan are quite good.