Jia Ke Di Inn · Memories of Xizhou Ancient Town Time

Green tiles overlap with cloud shadows, wooden windows let in old light,

This century-old courtyard brews the wind and moon of Xizhou,

All blended into the water ripples of the courtyard well.

Push open the carved wooden door,

Old stone bases bear the weight of time,

New tea smoke drifts over the old beams—

The brick carvings that once witnessed Jia Ke’s glory,

Now accompany you as you count the swaying shadows of trees by the pond.

Choose a corner by the pond,

Watch the white porcelain gaiwan filled with the snowy color of Cangshan Mountain,

Listen to the wind sweeping through the carved lattice,

Breaking the lingering charm of the Ancient Tea Horse Road,

Into clear sounds filling the courtyard.

When dusk spreads over the green tiles,

Moonlight climbs onto the wooden beams,

You will understand:

Some encounters

Are meant to anchor your steps in old times,

And let your heart dwell in the poetry of Xizhou.

Post by 大理甲科第文化民宿 | Oct 25, 2025