See You Again - Dali - The Years of Knowing Rhythm Bed and Breakfast

Seeing Dali again - knowing the rhyme of the passing years - a home hidden in the secret land of Cang'er. Located at the foot of the Cangshan Mountain and on the shore of the ancient city, the B&B is like a scroll of ink painting, quietly spreading between the city of Dali and the natural secret. It is within walking distance of the South Gate of Dali Old Town, only ten minutes away from Dali University, within reach of the marketplace fireworks at the corner of Cang'er Avenue, and adjacent to the Millennium March Street. The B&B is converted from a century-old Bai residence, with a green stone boundary, gently blocking out the hustle and bustle of the world. With customized decoration and 24-hour hot water, the traditional house has been revitalized with the comfortable soul of contemporary travelers.The guest rooms are all named after the Cangshan Mountains and the Sea of Clouds, with translucent windows that capture the flow of the sky and clouds, natural latex mattresses wrapped in sun-baked cotton and linen fabrics, and a 24-hour dedicated butler who continues the Bai's “three courses of tea” philosophy of hospitality: from the smile of greeting in the morning to the warm yellow light reserved for the late-night return; from the customized cycling routes around the sea to the “three courses of tea” of the Bai, every detail is imbued with a sense of family and hospitality. From the customized cycling routes around the sea to the introduction of local customs, every detail is imbued with family-like care.The rooftop terrace offers a panoramic view of the sunrise and moonrise over the Erhai Sea and the lights of the ancient city, the sunken tea room displays the owner's private collection of ancient tree tea cakes, and the open kitchen smells of home-cooked food. When the wood fire crackles in the living room, the magazines and books on the bookshelf become the key to connect time and space. There is no programmed hotel service here, only the warm smiles that can be seen when you push the door when you return home, the reluctance to leave the hotel, as well as the sentence written on the mossy walls by the years: “Knowing the rhyme of the passing years, that is my hometown.”