Winter in Barkol

For someone who is used to living in Barkol, like me, it would be a miracle if it doesn’t snow in winter; the snow in Barkol is very thick, soft and white. For someone who is used to living in Barkol, like me, it would be strange if you can't see the blue sky in winter; the sky in Barkol is blue.

However, in winter in our country, with such good air quality and the ability to see the blue sky, Barkol is a treasure.

If there is only a blue sky, it is not unusual. Please close your eyes and think about it: an ancient town, with mountains and snow, and the bright sun shining on the earth. Snow is everywhere on the ground, so bright that it looks like rhinestones scattered all over the ground, blinding people. An ancient town is surrounded by mountains. The terrain is high in the south and low in the north, high in the west and low in the east. It is undulating and extends like waves. The mountain is not a hill, not as small and cute as the Jiangnan women, but like a great man. Even in summer, there is still white snow on the top of the mountain, as if it has put a white hat on the mountain. The pines and cypresses on the mountainside happen to form a strip. Always new skirt. This mountain is a "reservoir" that supports people.

The best thing about winter is the heavy snowfall, which feels like feathers scratching your face. It is so gentle; after the snow falls, the weather becomes sunny and people walk on the snow, creaking and creaking. The sound of snow; where the snow is thick enough to touch your knees, this should be an auspicious snow that heralds a good year; not all snow is called "tiramisu" snow, and the snow in Barkol is like the white cream of a cake, as long as It can be eaten directly in any hygienic place.

Although the sun sometimes shines brightly in Barkol in winter, the temperature is extremely low. It is common to be more than 20 degrees below zero. Wearing a down coat, you can still feel the bone-chilling feeling while walking home. Therefore, the ice sculptures of Barkol are a major feature. Every year at the end of the twelfth lunar month, a grand ice and snow festival is held in this ancient town. Although the weather is cold, it cannot stop people coming to admire the ice sculptures.

Look at the antelope with its head held high, as if it has heard the footsteps of the predator and listen attentively; look at the old man galloping on horseback, wearing a cashmere leather glove in one hand, holding an eagle with the other hand tightly. Holding the reins tightly, people unconsciously think of Cao Cao's "Stepping out of Xiamen Xing·Guishu Shou"