Old Courtyard Stay: A Place Where Time Slows Down

Old Courtyard Stay: A Place Where Time Slows Down Push open the creaky iron gate, and the kumquat tree in the yard is just like it was decades ago, its branches stretching to the windowsill. Inside the room, there are no glaring neon lights, only warm yellow desk lamps and wooden tables with fine grain. The bedding is soft washed cotton and linen, lying down feels like being wrapped in a sun-warmed quilt, even your dreams feel grounded. In the early morning, there’s no rush; sitting on a chair in the courtyard, you can hear birds singing in the distance and smell the breakfast aroma drifting from the neighbor’s house. In the afternoon, bring a small stool, bask in the sun, flip through old books, or chat with the owner about the stories of the old house. Time moves so slowly you can count the ticking of the clock on the wall. The night is quiet, without the hustle and bustle of the city, only the occasional chirping of insects. Staying here for a couple of days feels like loosening the strings you usually keep tight, bringing back that slow and easy feeling from childhood. Whether you want to escape the noise and take a break or seek the flavor of old days, this is the right place—not a luxurious accommodation, just a small spot where you can live comfortably and peacefully.