I have many memories of this place. During my college days, I ran from home to the back hill and passed the Furong Tunnel every day (there were no illustrations at that time). I went to the reservoir to have a rest, sat and read some green books, and then ran back. I read a lot of idle books on the stone bench of the reservoir, and it felt good. The air in the reservoir is good. Some people swim and some fish, which is suitable for the early morning in spring and autumn.