West Lake 🪷

We arrived at West Lake in Hangzhou just as the morning mist clung gently to the water, blurring the line between sky and reflection 🌫️🌊🌿. The lake stretched out in serene silence, dotted with stone bridges, willow trees, and tiny boats that glided like brushstrokes across a painting. Along the Su Causeway, lotus leaves swayed in the breeze, and the soft clip of bicycle wheels passed now and then, barely disturbing the stillness. It was a landscape both real and imagined the kind poets once tried to capture but could never quite contain. As the sun rose higher, the pavilions and pagodas revealed themselves more clearly, standing with quiet grace along the shore 🏯🪷🚣♂️. Tourists and locals walked side by side, pausing to feed fish, take photos, or simply sit in silence beneath ancient trees. Somewhere, a guqin played faintly from a garden wall, echoing the elegance that lingers in every stone and ripple. West Lake didn’t shout for attention it offered timelessness, a soft conversation between nature and history that continues without hurry, and without end 🕊️🍃☯️. #chinatravel #travel #myitinerary