Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and Shanghai B&Bs | Spend Christmas in a Zeiya Winter Fairy Tale

|Spend Christmas in a Zeiya Winter Fairy Tale. The Christmas bells are about to ring The colorful forest and sea of clouds create a mountain oil painting The secret yoga hidden in the deep mountains of Zeiya Is like a dreamy winter castle Waiting for a magical and warm holiday trip 🌿Christmas Fairy Tale House Hike into the mountains and forests of Zeiya, pick a few pine branches, pick up a few pine cones, weave a Christmas wreath with the plants in the winter mountains, or knit a warm scarf pin with wool, and feel the beauty of the fairy tale world 🌿Experience cooking tea around the stove in the afternoon, the air is filled with the smell of burning pine wood, intertwined with the aroma of tea, the tea is as thick as amber, containing the depth of time, the tea tray is filled with various dried fruit snacks, giving the taste buds a rich sense of hierarchy 🌿Experience a limited dinner between the Christmas tree and the candlelight, the hidden restaurant has been wrapped in Christmas elements, ready for a steaming mountain flavor meal, each dish contains the simplicity and richness of the earth, when the night falls, the curtain is raised, feel a visual feast, the classic Christmas movie unfolds slowly, the Christmas lights hanging on the branches twinkle, like stars falling, covering the world with a layer of dreamy gauze 🌿Lie in the Zeiya Mountain Oil Painting The local architecture of the secret yoga blends with the surrounding mountains and forests , as if falling into a fairy tale world The exterior of the rock is full of natural and primitive feeling, follow the maze-like stone steps to watch the clouds rolling in the mountains and forests , the mist is swirling, quietly feel the atmosphere of time not disturbing 15 wild luxury rooms are comfortable and soft, the medieval furniture is dotted with it, the warm fireplace dispels the cold of winter, take a hot bath in the huge bathtub before going to bed, the mist floats around the skin, let the thoughts churn, float with the moonlight