Xiangyue Park 🌳

We entered Xiangyue Park just as the morning haze began to lift, the stone paths winding quietly between old banyan trees and granite outcrops 🌳🪨🌤️. The air was still cool, carrying the earthy scent of damp soil and fallen leaves. Locals practiced tai chi in shaded clearings, their slow movements matching the stillness of the park. Occasionally, the sound of birds broke the silence, their calls echoing softly between the rocks. Climbing higher, the city gradually revealed itself below rooftops, distant bridges, and the faint shimmer of the sea beyond the haze 🏙️🌊🍃. Pavilions stood calmly at the hilltops, their red roofs vivid against the greenery, offering a place to rest and watch the breeze move through the trees. Xiangyue Park didn’t feel manicured it felt like an old friend, steady and unhurried, where nature and stone held space for reflection and the city felt far away, even if it wasn’t 🚶♀️🕰️🌿. #chinatravel #myitinerary #travel