By the shore of Fuxian Lake, seeking Yuxi time

🌿【Yuxi Roaming Notes｜A niche healing journey in the secret realm of central Yunnan, lazier than Kunming, calmer than Dali】

🌊 Must-try experiences
1. Fuxian Lake · Time Pause Technique
Watch the white sand flow underwater from the glass boat of "Yunnan's Little Maldives." At sunset, the pink lake surface looks like spilled peach oolong tea. Remember to eat a bowl of copper pot potato rice with anti-wave fish.

2. Chengjiang Fossil Museum
Touch the Cambrian life code from 500 million years ago. The moving "underwater disco" fossil wall makes kids scream, and the cultural and creative store’s paleontology ice cream is perfect for photos.

3. Xinping Ailao Mountain
To chase the sea of clouds, go to Shimen Gorge. You might unexpectedly encounter a rainbow while hiking. The Tusi secret history of the Longxi aristocratic manor feels more mysterious than the filming location of "Candle in the Tomb."

4. Tonghai Ancient City
Daydream on Wenmiao Street in the "Little Jiangnan of southern Yunnan," buy a skewer of Ximen tofu chilled with well water, and listen to ancient cave scriptures music in the old teahouse as if riding a time machine.

🍜 Taste hits
- "Copper Pot Fish": The killer dish by Fuxian Lake, eat three bowls of fish soup soaked rice in a row
- "Cold Rice Noodles": The sauce flowing in Yuxi people's veins, trust Hongji’s sweet and sour papaya vinegar
- "Iced Porridge": Rose sugar + glutinous rice + crushed ice, a summer salvation-level dessert

📌 Practical Tips
▫️ The first choice for cycling around the lake is the Sakura Valley-Luchong section, with many electric bike rental points
▫️ For Ailao Mountain, it’s recommended to stay at Shujishanshe; the sea of clouds balcony room is worth the price
▫️ Hidden play: Tonghai market day every Sunday, Yi grandmother’s embroidered patches cost only 20 yuan

💭 Rambling thoughts
While Kunming people are still crowded at Green Lake, Yuxi has long written the word "lazy" into poetry— gnawing on salted pineapple by the lakeside waiting for the wind, watching the small town soak a hundred years of history into a pot of tea.