I'm not abroad, but in Dali, where you can always trust the guesthouses by Erhai Lake

After the first sentence, there's always a surprisingly pleasant evening written in the books. In my eyes, it's the scene I see from the room at An Yin•Shui Shi Guang. The setting sun spills its light into the room, adding a warmer touch to the relaxed base color constructed by wood and cotton-linen fabrics, while outside on the terrace, starlight sprinkles across the sea surface, with the low cry of seabirds in my ears. Rather than creating an extravagant and exaggerated vacation experience detached from life itself, the room is filled with a humanistic touch in its soft furnishings, the cleanliness and purity brought by wood and cotton-linen fabrics. The introduction of scenery and sunlight, the sedimentation of light and shadow, brings the ideal lifestyle I have in mind. After all, Cangshan Mountain and Erhai Lake do not need redundant luxury. A low-key wabi-sabi aesthetic space that carries the intoxication of facing the mountain and sea sunset, is the best fulfillment. Next to the terrace is a solid wood desk, opposite the desk is a single sofa that can softly envelop a person, every detail of the arrangement restores the true beauty of life, looking out from the terrace are treetops and the sea surface, leaves and birds fluttering in the wind, a vision of tranquility and peace. Following the memory forward, before dusk arrives, we pass through the hotel's quiet and leisurely courtyard, walk through the Sino-foreign style corridors, boil tea in the outdoor stove of the waterside restaurant, sit leisurely watching Erhai Lake, unhurried, not chasing time, content and self-sufficient. The two days spent here have made me understand more, that the key to life elsewhere is not 'elsewhere', but 'life'.