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April 8, 2025
"The lights of the palace reflect the stars, and the sound of fireworks is generously presented to the world.
Books have not concealed the wanderer's thoughts, and the courtyard still remembers the songs of old friends."
This small house hidden in the streets of Kyoto shows the warmth in the poem. Six of us gathered here. In the morning, we opened the window to see the moss and pine trees in the courtyard. At night, the hot pot mist was filled with the sound of playfulness. The moonlight flowed through the gaps in the curtains. In a trance, we couldn't tell whether we were staying at home or returning home. The extremely elegant landlord not only took good care of us when we checked in, but also sent local snacks as a welcome. He also came to say goodbye when we left. These two encounters were as warm as old friends.
On the day of departure, we wrote in our hearts: "Three dreams of the palace, only a courtyard of spring". If you yearn for not only a place to live, but also a time for laughter to take root and memories to sprout, here is the answer.
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