Healed by Queenstown, New Zealand in autumn and winter

Both times I went to Queenstown were in winter. Surrounded by snow-capped mountains and dotted with lakes, the scenery was intoxicatingly beautiful. This year, I met the artist who played and sang here last year, and his cute dog 🐕 Not only that, I ate the steaming hot fried dumplings that the Chinese uncle sold at the stall by the lake last year, and the taste was still the same. Time flies. A year has passed and I have changed a lot. But when I stepped into this land again, it seemed as if nothing had changed. This wonderful and down-to-earth feeling made me fall in love with New Zealand. The leisure, tranquility, peace and healing of Queenstown.