I live in a hectic town, a nice place, but I used to dream about rice fields and fresh air. Rice field is believed to bring prosperity and luck. My hidden feelings towards tranquility can be represented by the picture I took years ago in the country ; a farmer plowing with a water buffalo in the morning.
Friends living in rural areas said they would love to move to big city and complaint a lot about how bored the life in the country. On the contrary, they looked so healthy and happy, their face were glowing. Those were things I rarely found in people of the Capital City.
Humans sometimes cannot see something precious by the eyes only. We have to learn to be happy at any place we live.