Mohe: At the northernmost part of the motherland, embark on a pure white fairy tale date

When the Siberian cold wave sweeps across the banks of the Heilongjiang River, Mohe becomes the first place in China to don a snowy white outfit. This northernmost small city hides all the romantic imaginations people have about the "extreme north"—in the biting air of minus thirty degrees, every breath condenses into mist, every step on the snow produces a crisp "crunch" sound, as if stepping into a pure white fairy tale where time slows down. Upon arriving in Mohe, "finding north" is the first must-do. At the "China’s northernmost home" in Arctic Village, the red-walled, wooden-roofed houses are gently curved under the weight of the snow, and the red lanterns hanging at the door stand out brightly against the white snow. Every snapshot is a winter scene full of festive flavor. Send a postcard from the village’s "northernmost post office," stamped with the exclusive Arctic postmark, so that people far away can also receive the warmth from the northernmost part of the motherland. If luck is on your side, you might catch the aurora late at night—the green light ribbons dance on the dark blue sky, sometimes stretching like silk, sometimes twinkling like stars. At that moment, all the cold is dissolved by this ultimate romance. Leaving Arctic Village and heading deeper to Beihong Village, you can encounter a more original Northeast snow village scene. There are no excessive commercial traces here; villagers’ wooden log houses are covered with half a meter of snow, and smoke rises gently from chimneys in the cold air, blending with the distant sea of forest and snowfields into a tranquil ink painting. Early in the morning, join the villagers in "throwing water to freeze"—hot water arcs through the air and instantly freezes into flying ice crystals. When sunlight shines on them, it refracts into scattered glimmers, making every shot a moment that will flood your social media. To experience Mohe’s "wild charm," the winding rime along the meandering river cannot be missed. The Emuer River in the early morning is not yet fully frozen; steam rises and condenses into thick rime on the willow trees by the shore. From afar, it looks like a silver-clad world, as if entering a crystal world made of ice and snow. Standing on the viewing platform overlooking the scene, the frozen river winds like a silver snake, drawing graceful curves on the snowfield. Every click of the shutter captures stunning scenery that needs no filter. Of course, Mohe’s cold must be countered with warmth. Sit on a heated kang bed in a villager’s home and drink a steaming bowl of Northeast mixed stew. Ribs, corn, and potatoes are stewed until tender and flavorful in an iron pot. One bite spreads warmth from the stomach throughout the body. After the meal, enjoy a frozen pear—bite through the ice shell to find the fruit inside sweet, sour, and juicy, a unique winter flavor of Northeast China. Winter in Mohe is purely cold and exquisitely beautiful. There is no city noise here, only the vast snowfields, the romance of the aurora, and the warmth of the Northeastern people. If you long for a trip that is "cold but happy," why not visit Mohe—at the northernmost tip of the motherland, collide fully with pure white snow, dazzling stars, and warm people. Mohe · Greater Khingan Mountains