The summer clouds and Wuzhen are such a perfect match!!!

In July, when the cicadas' chirping wrinkles the reflections in the water alleys, Wuzhen becomes the clouds' favorite place. The clouds here don’t rush like elsewhere. They leisurely drift past the tip of the White Lotus Pagoda, stretch their waists along the curve of the stone arch bridge, and finally softly fall into the emerald waves of Xishi River. Even the ripples are tinged with the sweetness of cotton candy. ☁️ Summer in Wuzhen is originally a long letter the clouds wrote to Jiangnan, and we are the recipients soaked in poetry.