What does it mean to live a stable life despite being surrounded by grass and grass?

I think it is very consistent with Hua Qiangu’s time in the Jueqing Palace with her master. Although I dare not say that I can’t talk about the love of youth and let that relationship go to waste, but it’s not bad to take a step back and think about it. Although it wasn't a big deal, I didn't know what kind of waves it would cause once I said it, so I comforted myself with a semi-compromise, it would be good if the days passed peacefully like this. I'm just talking about my own understanding. Everyone has different experiences and may have different understandings.