Shamian Island gives people the feeling of a reduced version of Gulangyu, with a very petty bourgeoisie and elegant atmosphere. If you find a sunny afternoon, it's a good place to have coffee in a daze. It's very small and can be turned in less than 20 minutes. The outermost part is a cat shit coffee. The roses outside the door are very bright and the pictures are very beautiful. There is a small church inside for visitors. Walking further, there's a Starbucks. Order a cup of coffee, pick a courtyard seat and sit in the sun. If you're hungry, there's a SubWay Subway on the sands, which is exactly the preferred hamburger. Walking on the sandy street, people can not help but imagine, then what kind of life is a picture? Living next to the Pearl River, I went to Shamian Island in the evening. There are not many people on the sand at night. The bright moonlight, the abrupt branches and the illuminated streets are rather mysterious and weird.