The city is filled with autumn colors, a residence bathed in golden hues

The autumn of Yanguan Ancient City seems to be condensed in the courtyard of the Chen Ge Old Residence. High walls with dark tiles, weathered doors, and the passage of time etched long-lasting marks on the bricks and wood, all illuminated by two century-old ginkgo trees with the most brilliant strokes. At this moment, the ginkgo leaves are at their peak yellow, like molten gold, layered thickly on the branches. Sunlight filters through the leaves, casting a courtyard full of scattered gold. Even the dark tile roofs and gray walls are imbued with a warm, gentle glow. As the autumn breeze passes, golden butterflies flutter silently, covering the stone steps and courtyard, weaving a thick, soft, and serene autumn carpet. The residence is extremely quiet. It feels as if you can hear the faint sound of falling leaves touching the ground and the sediment of time. The people and events of the past have long gone, leaving only the building and the plants silently conversing in the autumn light year after year. One tree shines brilliantly, one courtyard remains tranquil; between movement and stillness, the delicacy of Jiangnan and the depth of history blend seamlessly, making one pause for a moment and suddenly forget the hustle and bustle. In the fullness of autumn, this is the calmest and most splendid footnote to the old dreams of Jiangnan.