Snow_Stone Forest Huaying Mountain_Sichuan Guang'an

Notes on Huaying Mountain Snow Stone Forest Winter in Huaying Mountain hides another kind of grandeur—when snow falls on the Stone Forest, the originally stern gray-brown strange stones are wrapped in pure white, as if heaven and earth have taken up a brush to paint an ink-frozen picture among the mountains of Guang'an. Driving into the mountain early in the morning, the greenery outside the car window is gradually replaced by blank white. Upon reaching the Stone Forest Scenic Area, the view is already a world of jade branches and jade trees. The jagged Stone Forest rises from the snow, some like swords pointing to the sky, covered with a thin layer of snow as if wrapped in silver sheaths; some cluster together, with snow filling the gaps, looking from afar like stacked jade bamboo shoots. The wind sweeps through the stone crevices, stirring up fine snowflakes that fall softly, startling a few sparrows perched among the branches. Their black and white figures flash across the white background, becoming the most vivid brushstrokes in the painting. Walking through the snow, the crunch of the snow underfoot echoes with the faint bird calls in the distance. The highest point, the "Thousand-Year Stone Formation," is completely blurred by snow. The snow atop the giant stones bulges slightly, like a wool hat on a stubborn rock, less sharp and more endearing. Occasionally, sunlight breaks through the clouds, reflecting scattered light on the snow surface. The withered grass stubbornly poking through the snow in the stone cracks becomes the most lively transition between white and brown. Standing on the viewing platform overlooking the scene, the entire Stone Forest lies quietly in the folds of the mountains. The snow connects the staggered strange stones into a rolling snowy plain. The distant Huaying Mountain range is hazy, blending with the clouds on the horizon. At this moment, there is no summer clamor, only the silence of falling snow and the stillness of the Stone Forest, as if time itself is frozen, leaving only the magnificent and gentle natural sculpture. It turns out that winter in Huaying Mountain is never desolate; snow falling on the Stone Forest is another grand encounter.