Walking around Yangjiao Village, it seems to enter the fairy tale world. The canal of the winding canal reflects the reed-top hut, and the wooden bridge connects the families. I rented an electric boat and walked slowly through the quiet waterway. The hydrangea flowers on the shore were blooming, and the swans I met were gracefully swimming past the boat. The most memorable thing was when the family hotel woke up, pushing the window to see the river, the smell of the bakery in the morning mist. The slow life here is completely relaxing, and even the sound of bicycles riding across the brick road is particularly pleasant.