Once upon a time there was a river, there was a mountain on the riverside, and there was a room under the mountain. Spring is coming to autumn, the mountains are blooming, Nanxi is neighboring, and if it is home. When you sit alone in the courtyard, the head is the sparkling pool of spring water, the steep mountain is rising, surrounded by antique pavilions, lush big pine trees open like a big umbrella in the center of the courtyard, let people The moment is like crossing the mountain to the Xianshan. Nanxi Ruoshe, which covers an area of 10 mu, has both a garden-style courtyard with large families and a rustic kitchen with wooden stoves and wooden barrels. There are also petty-bourgeois coffee bars and bars. Nanxi Ruoshe is more like a courtyard of the nobles who have been forgotten in the mountains, not a home.