Me and the Breeze by Qiantang Pond｜Embracing the Gentleness of Jiangnan

Who would understand! Sitting here at this moment truly captures the autumn of Suzhou~ The wind by Qiantang Pond seems magical, wrapped in the scent of osmanthus flowers, gently brushing past, causing the water surface to wrinkle with delicate silver lines, and also tousling the stray hairs on my forehead. The weeping willows on the shore dip their branches into the water, light filtering through the leaves, falling onto the stone path, swaying gently as if telling a slow story. Just find a stone bench to sit on, and think of nothing. Watch the shadows of white walls and black tiles soak into the water, see the occasional waterbird cutting through the ripples, hear the rustling of the wind through the reeds—this is what "peaceful times" really means: the wind is just right, the light is just right, and the heart is just quietly calm. I casually took a few photos, no filters needed, they naturally have a soft focus effect. When the wind brushes my cheek, even my breath becomes sweet and fresh—this must be the unique romance of Jiangnan~