Yuanziyuangungun
November 10, 2025
It's rare to see a guesthouse so meticulously designed.
All the stair treads are rounded to blunt angles; the kettle is enamel; the slippers are thick and breathable; the toothbrushes have soft, thick bristles; there's a wooden massage comb with an air cushion; thick Xinjiang long-staple cotton towels are sterilized and sealed; the smart toilet and bathroom have temperature and ventilation control systems—every detail reveals the owner's thoughtful consideration for comfortable living.
Even the pillowcases, duvet covers, and curtains are all in the same color scheme, made of pure cotton and linen. Lying on the bed, I felt completely enveloped, yet comfortably supported—a solid softness. I noticed the thick, double-layered mattress; its resilience was far more reassuring than a spring mattress…
Looking out the window, I saw mountains, with scattered yellow earthen houses, and the faint sound of horse bells in the distance. The fresh air made me relax and take a deep breath.
Closing my eyes, I recalled the starry sky I saw from the second-floor terrace; I was sure I'd sleep well tonight.
(The owner was really attentive. When we asked about the recommended restaurants, he meticulously introduced us to various eateries, specialties, and pubs. He even prepared playing cards for us if we wanted to play board games. The breakfast was also delicious, nutritionally balanced, and the fruit was very fresh.)
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