Passing through your city: Sanya.

In November, as I gently stepped onto the land of Sanya, tenderly embraced by the tropical atmosphere, I was greeted by waves of warm air, like the most delicate embrace of nature, enveloping my body and mind in a constant 27-degree love. The sunlight filtering through the clouds, though not as fiery as midsummer, possessed a unique brightness, like the perfect golden hue on a palette, gently sprinkled on every corner of the island, draping this azure realm in a lazy and charming veil. On this long journey to Sansha, Sanya seemed like a beautiful encounter arranged by fate, allowing me to pause here and savor the leisure and tranquility from afar. Strolling along the fine sands of Yalong Bay, each step left shallow and deep footprints. The sea breeze, carrying a slightly salty scent, gently brushed my face, as if whispering ancient and mysterious stories. Looking up into the distance, rows of coconut trees swayed gracefully in the sea breeze, their rustling shadows intertwined with the shimmering sea surface, composing a breathtaking picture. Here, time seemed to become exceptionally forgiving, slowing its hurried pace, allowing me to temporarily forget the worries and noise of the world and immerse myself in this rare tranquility and beauty. I could savor the mouthwatering local delicacies with the locals, such as the tender and juicy coconut rice, the fragrant seafood barbecue, and the glasses of icy, sweet coconut water—each bite an ultimate indulgence for the taste buds. As night fell, I was deeply captivated by Sanya's nightscape, where the dazzling lights intertwined with the star-studded night sky, making me lost in this dreamlike scenery. This short stay allowed me to experience Sanya's unique leisure and charm, becoming the most tender memory of my journey.