At lunch, office workers cross the Nanming River past Jiaxiu Pavilion, a tower first raised to cheer on local scholars facing the imperial exams. South of town, the walls of Qingyan once guarded a Ming army post, and its gates open onto lanes of tea houses and snack stalls.
Beyond the old stones, macaques patrol the paths of Qianling Park, families picnic beside the streams of Huaxi Park and night markets roll out siwawa, small rice wraps packed with crunchy vegetables. High on the plateau, summers stay mild and skies are often cloudy, with most rain from May to July. A Local Friend walks at your side, matching your steps and pointing out the story behind each old stone.
