Guizhou's version of Jinhai Snow Mountain: neither snow nor sea

When the morning mist on the plateau reveals the first rays of sunlight, thousands of acres of rapeseed fields surge into golden waves in the spring breeze, and the mountains in the distance are covered with silver snow - this is the Jinhai Snow Mountain in Guizhou, a secret place that condenses the flow of the four seasons into eternal poetry. Spring · Golden Sea Flowing Light☀️ The March sunshine sprinkles broken gold on 100,000 acres of rapeseed flowers, and the waves of flowers rise and fall with the mountains, like a gilded painting spread across the earth. The hiking trail winds through the garden, bees and butterflies whisper among the flowers, and the air is filled with the sweet scent of honey and pollen. At dusk, the flower fields and the skyline blend into an amber ocean, and the setting sun turns the last rays of light into intoxicating nectar. Winter·SnowFlake A cold wave swept across the backbone of southeastern Guizhou, and Miaoling Mountains turned into a world of glass. Rime adorns the branches, and the accumulated snow writes silent lines of poetry on the stone steps. When you open the window in the early morning, you can see the sea of ​​clouds rolling from the foot of the mountain to the eaves, and the outline of the snow-capped mountains is looming in the fog, like a blank wonderland in an ink scroll. The aroma of roasted sweet potatoes by the campfire and the bell-like laughter melt the silence of the winter night. At the fold of the four seasons, a cultural tapestry [Rose][Tulip][Sunflower][Flower] Miao silver ornaments jingle during festival celebrations, and Dong ethnic group songs flow along the terraced fields into polyphonic melodies. Cured meat and red peppers are hung on the wooden buildings in the ancient village, and the horse hoof prints and cloth shoe patterns on the stone road overlap to form the palm prints of time. Take a bite of the spicy and hot sour fish soup, and listen to the inheritor of intangible cultural heritage telling the story of the stars embroidered with silver needles - nature and humanity are intertwined here to form a clear-cut map of life. The golden sea and snow-capped mountains never promise eternity, but they cast every moment of light and shadow into amber. ——Come here and be a cloud shepherd on the plateau for a day, gathering the fragments of the four seasons and piecing them together into a landscape poem that belongs only to you.