In the misty rain of Jiangnan, the beauty of the moment seemed ordinary.

Jiangnan, a land steeped in history and poetry, always has a way of touching the softest parts of the heart. It was a drizzly spring afternoon, and I embarked on a journey to find a place for my soul, carrying with me a unique sentiment for Jiangnan. The rain is the soul of Jiangnan, gently and slowly spreading over this ancient land, cloaking every scene in a mysterious and enchanting veil. Crossing one ancient stone bridge after another, each step felt like treading on the veins of history, with the stories of Jiangnan softly echoing beneath my feet. The raindrops lightly brushed against me, mingling with the faint fragrance of flowers in the air, creating a sense of tranquility and delight. Amidst this peace and beauty, I encountered the 'At That Time, It Seemed Ordinary' Boutique Inn, a hidden haven in the misty rain of Jiangnan. The inn is nestled in a tranquil village, surrounded by lush trees and babbling streams, like a paradise on earth. The wooden gate appeared more rustic in the rain, with the verdigris on the door knocker telling tales of time. As I pushed open the door, a warm and familiar scent greeted me, the smell of home, and the unique charm of Jiangnan. Inside the inn, a faint aroma of tea mingled with the scent of wood, instantly putting me at ease. The interior design is a blend of classical and modern elements, featuring the elegance and refinement of Jiangnan gardens while offering the convenience and comfort of modern living. Every piece of furniture, every painting, reflects the owner's unique taste and love for life. I chose a room by the window, overlooking a verdant bamboo grove. The raindrops danced on the bamboo leaves, producing a crisp and pleasant sound that harmonized with the occasional birdsong in the distance, creating a symphony of nature. Sitting by the window, brewing a pot of Longjing tea, watching the rain weave a tapestry, and listening to the rain's melody, my longing and affection for Jiangnan were perfectly fulfilled at that moment. The rain added a touch of tenderness and dreaminess to Jiangnan. I strolled along the paths around the inn, with the rain-washed bluestone slabs gleaming like mirrors, reflecting the gray-blue sky and the green leaves. Occasionally, a small boat would glide across the water, leaving ripples that complemented the weeping willows on the shore, creating picturesque scenes. As night fell, the inn lit up with warm lights, contrasting sharply with the misty rain outside. In the inn's restaurant, I savored authentic Jiangnan cuisine, each bite a tantalizing treat for the taste buds and a profound experience of Jiangnan culture. After dinner, I sat quietly in the inn's courtyard, gazing at the starry sky, filled with gratitude and contentment. During my time at the 'At That Time, It Seemed Ordinary' Boutique Inn, I felt as if I had traveled through time, returning to the poetic and vibrant Jiangnan. The rain continued to fall gently, but my heart was exceptionally calm and warm because of this encounter. Perhaps this is the meaning of travel, to unexpectedly encounter those ordinary yet beautiful moments, to learn to cherish, to be grateful, and to love the world even more.