At Yushan Xiangshe, turn "green mountains, tea affairs, and starry skies" into the ultimate weekend experience!

The moment you step into the guesthouse, the wind rushes into your arms, carrying the sweet scent of fresh flowers and the coolness from the edge of the rice fields. Sunlight filters through the cracks of the country path, and the fruits hanging low on the trellis are within reach, ripe with autumn’s bounty. The rattan chair sinks just the right amount, the enamel cup of tea still steaming hot. Looking up, clouds are sliced by mountain peaks; looking down, a tabby cat naps curled up by your feet. It turns out you don’t need to chase scenery—just sitting in the courtyard watching clouds drift and listening to insects chirp turns life into a poem you want to secretly keep. You even forget to take out your phone—after all, no filter, no matter how beautiful, can capture the sound of wind passing through bamboo leaves or the golden fragments of sunlight falling into the tea cup.