As soon as we stepped into the restaurant, a senior foreign lady greeted us warmly (estimated to be the landlord and boss), while a young man who was obviously a couple (estimated to be the children of the elderly) quickly put together two tables by the railing to accommodate our three big and two small, After sitting down, I looked at the menu for three or four minutes. Several rich but unknown lunch dishes were written in the little book of the ordering guy. After 20 minutes, it seemed to be suddenly on the small table in the blue love sea. It was full of a passage that was transformed from one text to another. “Reality”.