This is the primeval forest belonging to the Jia Yi Miao village

Everyone has their own forest, perhaps we have never been there. But it has always been there, always there. Those who are lost will get lost, and those who meet will meet again. They all say, 'In the deep forest, deer are seen.' But no one told me, 'When the trees are deep and the fog rises, neither deer nor path can be seen.' Wanting to escape this fog, but the more I walk, the deeper I get, unable to see myself, nor find the path. The air in the primeval forest is incredibly fresh, the quiet solitude is a treasure for nurturing the lungs. The mountain roads are rugged, a few good friends advance through the mountains. The thick fog in the deep mountains is like a fairyland, full of atmosphere. Every step feels like it purifies the lungs. Here, one can enjoy the beauty of nature, breathe the fresh air, and feel the power and charm of nature.