Editor’s note: It’s so fascinating and fascinating, it makes people’s heart full of tension and excitement. Follow the beautiful and fearless Xueer into the beautiful Songling Snow Mountain, and let the white and soft snow cover the worldly confusion. Above the soul, there is a kind of sacred purification, the pictures are beautiful, the writing is elegant, and the story is a fantasy with a sense of timelessness. The ending is shocking. It turns out that it is just a dream. I really admire the author for writing the story. Ability, master! In fact, whether it is a dream or real, I’m afraid Xueer herself can’t figure out whether it is Zhuang Zhou Mengdie or Die Meng Zhuang Zhou. It is not clear to say, the artistic conception is beautiful, and the soul is shocked, and she gets a kind of enjoyment of reading. Appreciate, good luck!
Jilin, Songling Xuexiang.
It is located in Huashan Town, Linjiang City, Jilin Province at the foot of Changbai Mountain. Because of its high altitude and cold climate, winter here comes early, the snow is frozen and thick as a city wall. Especially here, there is no fiber dust, and the snow is white and crystal clear; it is bright and transparent; so snow ridge, snow village, snow country, snow territory… have become synonymous with Pine Ridge.
Standing on the top of the mountain overlooking the pine ridge, the continuous snow ridge surrounds dozens of farmhouses in the middle, no matter from which angle, it forms an exquisite small ink painting with a clear outline. Mo Yun is abundance, making you look like the picture. Winding fence walls, green pine forests, yellow mud houses with red roofs, and golden corn walls. Next to the old woodcut barn, there are lazy old scalpers tethered, and little sheep bleating in the sheepfold. Each stroke has become an indispensable part of this painting. It’s really:
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Just looking at the world, the beautiful scenery is encapsulated, and it is suspected to be the Arctic world. No white bear penguin, swaying in the wind and snow. The silver flowers are full of shattered jade trees, and the streamer shimmers.
Holding a handful of snowflakes, they are scattered one after another, the light and shadow are crystal clear. There are no juvenile sleds, the fence is dense and low, the outline is clear in the snow, and the hut lies quietly.
The unique scenery and simple style have attracted many photographers to linger here. They hope to retain the beauty of Songling Xuexiang with the lens, and show this unparalleled beauty to everyone .
Xueer is a fan of photography. In order to take pictures of exquisite works, in her free time, she either travels to the sea or north to the mountains. A year ago, she saw a group of films about Songling Xuexiang taken by a photographer named Baihu on the Guandong Photography Network. She was immediately attracted. Not only did she add friends, she also reposted those photos to Watching in her own space, shooting snow scenes in Songling Xuexiang became her dream wish.
On the twelfth lunar month, on Sunday, at the kind invitation of her friend Baihu, Xueer went to Songling Xuexiang.
Finally came to this dream world of fairy tales, Xue Er couldn’t restrain her inner excitement, and she forgot the agreement with the white fox and threw herself into the embrace of Songling Xuexiang.
Xueer trudged hard and has been walking for more than two hours, with thick down