On the last day in Hangzhou, I didn't want to go to the West Lake Scenic Area to catch up with the crowds, so I came to the historical and cultural district of Xiaohezhi Street. The block is not big, the commercial taste is not very strong, it is a place worth nostalgic and daze. There is an open-air tea house at the street corner, and there are many people today, a bit noisy, because there is no seat we can't drink tea here. Unexpectedly, I walked to the yard of a family by the bridge. There were three or two tables and a few chairs. We thought it was open to the outside world, but it was not open yet, so we sat down and prepared to pay for tea after the business. I didn't expect the two 60-year-old hosts and women in the house to say that let us sit down and rest, and keep the environment sanitary. In this way, we sat around, drank the old white tea we had in advance, and bought a few bottles of ice coffee on the small street, and felt the slow life of Hangzhou in silence... There is a taste, a love, and a fireworks. I will return with this feeling, goodbye to the beautiful Hangzhou...