<h2>Silent Flame</h2><p>In the past three years, I can't even remember the number of times I came to this seat at Wenying Lake. Every time, I happily left and returned disappointed because I never encountered a beautiful sunset. However, this time, I finally managed to secure it.</p>

In the past three years, I can't even remember the number of times I came to this seat at Wenying Lake. Every time, I happily left and returned disappointed because I never encountered a beautiful sunset. However, this time, I finally managed to secure it.

<h2>Water God Bathing Fire</h2><p>Rain finally stopped at the silhouette of the distant mountain. Outside the car window, the gray blue cloud fluff was quietly pushed away by a ray of sky light, like someone pulling open half a brocade in the sky. This is my second encounter with the Water God Hall, a 150 kilometer drive and two and a half hours of anticipation, all hidden in the faint sound of wheels rolling over damp roads. ​</p>

Rain finally stopped at the silhouette of the distant mountain. Outside the car window, the gray blue cloud fluff was quietly pushed away by a ray of sky light, like someone pulling open half a brocade in the sky. This is my second encounter with the Water God Hall, a 150 kilometer drive and two and a half hours of anticipation, all hidden in the faint sound of wheels rolling over damp roads. ​

<h2>Baishi Star River</h2><p>The outline of the White Marble stone forest is gradually clear in the dusk, and the corners of the rock stratum are suffused with cold white light, like a group of silent giants guarding the secret of the night. The starry sky photography planned as early as last year was in this stone forest. I once set the time for tonight's galaxy to rise on my calendar, but ultimately lost to the warm blanket at the bedside and my habit of procrastination. ​</p>

The outline of the White Marble stone forest is gradually clear in the dusk, and the corners of the rock stratum are suffused with cold white light, like a group of silent giants guarding the secret of the night. The starry sky photography planned as early as last year was in this stone forest. I once set the time for tonight's galaxy to rise on my calendar, but ultimately lost to the warm blanket at the bedside and my habit of procrastination. ​