The East China Sea crosses Qinwang, and Xiling goes around Yuetai.

The lake is clear and frosty, and the white snow-capped mountains are coming.

It's cold, and the temperature on the mountain is not minus 10 degrees, if it weren't for Nicole's insistence, then Yang Shubao would not be willing to climb the mountain at such a time, it would be a fate.

It was so cold that the lake froze, but there was no snow on the ice, like a large mirror embedded in the mountains.

Flat, clear, cold and clear.

Nicole really wanted to go down, but there was no road, and the surrounding mountain people usually took advantage of the weather to help the trees move down, but now there is snow everywhere, and if you are not careful, you will slip, which is very dangerous, so you can't go down.

This made her feel sorry that she could only take a few photos.

Yang Shubao said: "It's okay, I'll take you to find the rime, this is really beautiful." ”

The old man asked in surprise, "Can you see the rime on this mountain?"

He was clearly aware of the spectacle.

Yang Shubao nodded and said: "Yes, our rime here is famous all over the country, and once the leader of our country wrote a poem after seeing the rime, I will read it to you." ”

"The cold river snow willows are sunny, and the jade trees are full of spring. After all the days to become this scene, everything in the world is difficult. ”

Nicole and the old knight couldn't understand, so they could only look at each other and then come back to their senses and applaud together: "Good poetry, good poetry." ”

The old man asked, "But shouldn't it be morning to see the rime?" It's noon, how can you see it?"

Yang Shubao said: "It's like this at the bottom of the mountain, it's different on the mountain, and the weather is very good today, there is no wind, and the temperature on the mountain is very low, but you can't see the rime in the morning, which should be just right." ”

Every year in November, December, January, and February, there are beautiful Wusong wonders in Changbai Mountain, and there are often photographers who come to take pictures, and they use these scenery photos to feed a lot of friends and pretend to be traffickers.

Yang Shubao took them to continue to climb the mountain, and in winter, they could see the rime and snow, but not the flowers and trees.

As he walked, he explained: "In fact, the spring, summer and autumn of our Changbai Mountain are more beautiful, and the vertical distribution of its vegetation changes very obviously. Starting from the foothills at lower altitudes, there are deciduous broad-leaved forests, mixed coniferous and broad-leaved forests, and dark coniferous forests from bottom to top, each with its own unique atmosphere. ”

"What kind of style?" Nicole was a little unsteady on her feet, and put her arm around him.

Yang Shubao grabbed her waist and supported her, and said in detail: "There is nothing to say below, we can see it in the future, let's just talk about it at an altitude of about 1700 meters, there is a Yue birch forest, there are many animals in it, Siberian tigers, Siberian leopards, big wild boars, wild roe deer, and silly roe deer." ”

As he explained, he remembered the scene of climbing the mountain with his friends when he was a teenager, when he was still young, and the ecology on the mountain was good.

Several teenagers have a wild temperament, climbing all the way up, crawling and crawling Yue birch forest gradually thinning, and the plant form has become crooked.

Then they continued to climb up, and the forest was gone, and their vision suddenly widened: it was a forestless area.

Yang Shubao recalled the time when he was young, when spring and summer were at the turn of summer, the temperature on the mountain was just right, and the small shrubs and lush grasses were almost all in full bloom.

There were so many small flowers, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, so smooth on the mountain, as if someone had repaired it, and the dolls in several mountain villages were stunned, and they thought that what they saw was a carpet laid by someone.

Very silly and naïve.

The old chivalrous man is usually diligent in exercising, although he is old, he is full of physical strength, and he can keep up with Yang Shubao's footsteps.

Nicole couldn't keep up, so Yang Shubao grabbed her waist and gave her strength, occasionally pulling away some snow to find the wild vegetables below.

Wild plants still grow in such temperatures, which makes the old man feel incredible, but Nicole, who studies plants, thinks it's normal: "The snow is like a thick quilt, they protect the wild plants from the low temperatures. ”

Yang Shubao didn't bring tools, so he couldn't dig wild vegetables, otherwise wild vegetables in winter would be quite popular.

After walking for a while, they saw rabbit footprints in the snow, and Nicole took another picture.

Distracted by this, they eventually climbed to the foot of a mountain.

There was a faint smoke steaming not far away, and Nicole was surprised to see it, "Where is the hot spring?"

Yang Shubao smiled: "It's more energetic than a hot spring!"

Walking cautiously on the foothills, their eyes gradually brightened, and a world of ice crystals opened the door.

There was a world of ice above and below the mountain, and the temperature was extremely low, but at low temperatures, the small lake did not freeze, but slowly steamed hot, which is how the heat they had seen before came from.

It is a geothermal lake.

The small lake was covered with white mist, and there were many trees growing on the shore, willows, locust trees, and chestnut trees, which had lost their leaves and fruits, but they were not monotonous at all, and they were covered with ice crystals.

The willow tree bears silver flowers, the locust tree blooms silver chrysanthemum, and the canopy of all trees is draped with crystal clear ice flowers, which are poetic and picturesque, like dreams and illusions.

Occasionally, the fog on the surface of the lake becomes thicker, and the trees and the fog merge with each other, as if you have entered an ancient world.

Nicole gently hugged Yang Shubao's arm and muttered, "Oh my God, how can there be such a beautiful world." ”

The grandfather and grandson were shocked by such a beautiful scenery, and their hearts were intoxicated, and their souls trembled.

Yang Shubao has seen it many times, and he doesn't have any special feelings.

He left the two of them here to enjoy the wonders of the afternoon rime, and he went in search of wild persimmon trees.

There are many persimmon trees in this area, which used to be a source of fruit for the common people in winter.

Now there are more fruits, persimmons are slowly eliminated, most people don't like to eat persimmons, they like to eat persimmons at home, a persimmon tree bears enough fruit for a family to eat for a long time, so no one eats the wild persimmons on the mountain.

Yang Shubao saw a persimmon tree, on which hung a lot of persimmons, large and small, these persimmons were precocious and red, and they were hung with snow on the top, and the red and white were very beautiful.

Winter in Changbai Mountain comes early, the temperature is low, and these persimmons are as hard as stones.

Lao Yang rubbed his hands and climbed the tree to pick persimmons, and he didn't want to fill the cloth bag he brought.

He went back with the persimmons, and Nicole and the old man were still here enjoying the rime scene.

Yang Shubao regretted a little, he should have brought a pot of coffee: "Wouldn't it be great to drink coffee here?"

"If there was such an experience, then I really have nothing to say, I can't think of a more enjoyable experience. The old man said.

Yang Shubao said: "Next time, next time we take the coffee pot up the mountain, you see the snow here is very clean, we can make snow for water to make coffee, how about it?"

The old knight looked forward to it like never before.

They didn't go any further, they stayed by the lake for more than an hour.

can freeze Yang Shubao miserably.