Healed by Rainy Days in Ninghai Anlan

Chasing a Mountain Rain Rain calms the heart, time feels gentle Awakened in the early morning by the delicate sound of rain—not a hurried clamor, but a soft tapping, like nature gently stroking the window frame with its fingertips. Drawing back the curtains, silver threads of rain weave through the air, turning the world into a hazy veil. The distant mountains and forests appear softened, nearby greenery shines as if freshly washed, each leaf cradling glistening droplets. A breeze passes, and the droplets fall with a crisp melody. The moist air on the terrace carries the fragrant scent of earth, refreshing and invigorating. Rainwater drips from the eaves, creating tiny splashes on the ground. The rhythmic, soothing patter sounds like natural white noise, gradually washing away the city's clamor. In the distance, the bluestone path glimmers faintly, evoking a poetic laziness. Sipping a cup of hot tea, perfectly matching the rainy mist outside the window. Opening a book left untouched for a long time, the rain becomes the perfect background music, and the stories within the text seem especially tender, soaked in the rain. Occasionally looking up, watching raindrops meander down the glass, leaving irregular trails, like time whispering quietly. At this moment, there’s no need to rush or worry about trivial matters—just let body and mind immerse in this tranquility, allowing thoughts to slowly settle with the rain. It turns out healing never needs to be deliberately sought; a rain shower and a quiet moment are enough to clear the soul and make life soft and bright. Ninghai Anlan, a secret place that can heal the troubles of city dwellers.