A Healing Ceremony on the Balcony in a Rainy Night

🌧️ On a rainy night in late autumn in Lijiang Old Town, the time at Boxin Yun She is soaked soft and slow. In the Naxi courtyard with blue tiles and white walls, raindrops weave into beaded curtains along the flying eaves and upturned corners. The still water pool in the courtyard ripples gently, breaking the warm light of paper lanterns into stars. 🌿【A Healing Ceremony on the Balcony in a Rainy Night】 // Wearing linen slippers, push open the carved wooden door and lean back on the beauty chair on the second-floor corridor. Raindrops lightly tap the blue-purple petals of hydrangeas, and bougainvillea glows with a rouge halo in the shadows. Plump succulents drink the sweet dew in ceramic pots, each thick leaf filled with the rhythm of rain sounds. Holding a cup of goodnight milk delivered by the housekeeper, the warmth through the porcelain cup warms the fingertips. The pine scent, fluffed by the sun during the day, now mixed with moss and wet earth, drifts from all around the courtyard, gently wrapping you. In the distance, Naxi ancient music floats through the rain curtain, like the lingering sound of mule bells from a hundred years ago. 🍄【Travel Surprises Hidden in Rain Gear】 // • The homestay housekeeper always prepares oil-paper umbrellas and rain shoe covers, splashing through puddles to explore Midnight Square, where lanterns reflected on the stone pavement flow like a river of stars • Mushroom hotpot at Zhongyi Market is perfect on rainy days, with the shop adding a handful of wild, spicy herbs to the soup • The tie-dye workshop in Baisha Ancient Town often offers experience classes during the rainy season, dyeing with indigo root to create a gradient blue like the rainy sky • By the Three-Eyed Well, you can meet Naxi grandmothers carrying small bamboo baskets to collect spring water, with snow mountain water tasting even purer in the rain 🌱【Plant Souvenirs and Spiritual Gains】 // On the day of departure, the housekeeper wrapped flower seeds and succulent seedlings in Dongba paper. Now the peach egg succulent on the windowsill has bloomed abundantly; every time watering it, I remember the rainy night at Boxin Yun She—when I learned to live like the Naxi people, turning days into poetry and nurturing a blooming corner for myself in this fleeting world. ✨【An Everlasting Gentle Reminder】 // The stone pavement in the old town becomes a canvas when wet, remember to wear non-slip embroidered shoes The temperature difference day and night in the rainy season is big; a Naxi shawl is warmer than a lover’s embrace Learn the Naxi phrase "Wa Na La Nu" to thank the housekeeper who keeps the light on for you late at night Before 7 a.m., the old town is best for photos; Jade Dragon Snow Mountain in the rain and mist looks like a delicate ink painting 💫 When succulents in the city bloom again on the windowsill, I always think of that rainy night—the dew rolling off hydrangea petals, the scent of ancient cypress seeping into freshly ground ink, and the soft time in Lijiang that has long grown into an everlasting garden in my heart.