KYNR - 0804-6

An old weathered fisherman stood on a wooden boat and cast a fishing net in the rising sun. His skin was dark and rough, but his eyes were calm and deep. The sea is filled with golden waves, and in the distance there are several seagulls hovering, and the oars are rippling on the water. The whole picture is full of poetry of tranquility and loneliness. 采样算法(Sampler) Euler 迭代步数(Steps)