Yele Lake Puyuan · Chunshan Homestay

Yele, a remote area of Mianning. The mountains are high and the valleys are deep, with clouds and mist flowing back and forth, resembling a secluded realm beyond the world. The mountains and rocks are thin and hard, and the plants and trees are stubborn, all separated from the world. Yele's morning light came hesitantly. First, the mountain tip turned slightly crimson, then a mist of rouge color spread out, and finally, he was willing to gently lift the entire valley out. Puyuan is located here. The house is also not decorated, with wood and stone as bones, simple and self-sufficient. Pushing open the window in the morning, the mountain mist hit my face, I didn't know if it was clouds or fog. It often rains. Rainy feet are light, and the starry sky washed by the rain becomes even clearer. The Milky Way tilts down, as if it is about to flow into the courtyard of Puyuan. If you are awake at this moment, you can hear the mountains turning over and the clouds sighing. Yele's time is like tea stains blooming on plain silk, like mountain mist that cannot be washed away from the sleeves of people who have visited Puyuan. If you ask about the return date, the entire valley becomes its unfinished afterword