One of my favourite places I liked to sit in the mountain. It was a small informal "garden" that was built around a small mountain spring. Likely built by some quiet devotees in the 1960s and maintained by others who knew it. Very quiet and with a small shrine for placing incense. Maybe only a handful of people would visit in a week. I went since the 1970s until in sometime around 2010s. Hidden away and never really visited by many people all the years. Unfortunately, a mainland group found it and decided it needed some upgrade. They smashed all the stuff and covered it in concrete......it after that looked like a nasty pink public toilet.