I stumbled upon this hostel after seeing a post on Xiaohongshu and was so pleasantly surprised! Even though I only stayed for a short day, the experience was fantastic.
I checked in at 12:30 PM, right as the auntie was tidying up the rooms. Each room has its own private bathroom, and the facilities and cleanliness were great.
I especially want to highlight the cultural atmosphere of 'Xiao Sen Lin' (Little Forest). From the bookstore on the first floor to the small decorations in the stairwells on each floor, you can really feel a strong and genuine humanistic touch. On the night I checked in, I washed a basket of bayberries, walked from the first floor to the third, wrote notes, read everyone's wishes for life, sent a letter to my thirteen-year-old self, and read a letter to a twenty-six-year-old self from someone who unexpectedly shared my last name. I sat by the window, feeling the evening breeze, listening to the sounds of people and cars from near and far downstairs, and wrote a lot in the hostel's 'drifting notebook' for a long time.
Perhaps I'm just more suited to staying in hostels. I'm not someone who enjoys group living; in school, I mostly did things alone. But hostels offer a kind of freedom to come and go as you please, and a chance for serendipitous encounters. You're an independent and free individual, connecting with the world. It's like everyone is an island, yet we're all in the same ocean.
Even though this might sound a bit poetic, idealistic, or like something from 'Yilin' magazine, I still want to express my genuine feelings. I saw people of different ages from all over the world, making wonderful connections in different times and spaces. Some were traveling with friends, some were on their first solo trip, some were comforting their inner child, and some were feeling lost about life after the 'Gaokao' (college entrance exam).
There's a word in English called 'Sonder,' which refers to the sudden realization that every passerby, every stranger, has a life as complex, vibrant, and detailed as your own. On an escalator, some people you meet for the first time will also be the last. It's the same in a hostel; some people you won't even meet. But they are all living so vividly, and through these connections, your own life intersects with theirs, forming bonds.
Finally, I want to thank the ladies at the front desk of Xiao Sen Lin. I disturbed them with a call at 6 AM, but they still helped me receive a delivery. Before leaving, I bravely said I would definitely come back to Shaoxing, only to be told they'd be collecting rent in November. But the lady still opened the door and saw me off.
All partings are temporary; we will meet again.
Until next time.
Chen Qingsheng, June 18, 2026
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