A truly off-the-beaten-path place in Zhejiang, yet I was deeply healed

No carefully designed "photo spots," no queues of tourists. It turns out escaping the city never means going far.
True healing is returning yourself to nature.
A 700-year-old ancient village by the stream and a secret wilderness forest.
💫 It feels like I’ve gone back to the summers of my childhood in my memories✨

🌾 Qinchuan Ancient Village | A lazy paradise forgotten by time
Under the big tree at the village entrance🌳, children play barefoot in the water.
The stream runs through the village, crystal clear to the bottom.
An elderly white-haired woman squats on the bluestone slabs, pounding laundry.
Ducks🦆 parade in a line, wobbling awkwardly but healing.
A tabby cat🐱 curls up napping in the shadow of a house by the shore.
Wandering through the deep alleys of Hui-style ancient houses,
carved wooden window frames half open, the aroma of firewood and rice wafts out—this is truly the taste of childhood~
Clothes hang in front of doors, gently swaying in the breeze.
Not commercial shops, but every household is warm and welcoming♥️
Quietly walking and sitting, curing the anxiety of the city.
Every photo taken casually is full of stories,
you don’t even need any filters📷
The raw, natural texture is the true high-end beauty here🌱

🌲 Muxin Valley | Entering a secluded green fairyland
Follow the narrow path pointed out by villagers up the mountain.
Calling it a "hike" is less accurate than a "stroll"—no clear signs, the mountain breeze rustles through the bamboo forest. Look up, light spots filtering through the treetops dance on your backpack. The path is so wild there’s no phone signal, no anxiety about "must-check-in" spots, I even took off my watch—after all, wherever the sun goes, time stops there.

It turns out true escape isn’t about how far you go, but finding a place where your steps slow down, your heartbeat syncs with the grass and trees, your breath blends with the everyday life. Here, even daydreaming is a serious matter.