The snow-capped mountains are pure white, the lakes are clear, and the beautiful scenery of western Sichuan will hear the love songs sung to you by the world

Embarking on a journey, once again came to western Sichuan, and started again. The snow-capped mountains are pure white, the lakes are clear, and the beautiful scenery of western Sichuan will hear the love songs sung to you by the world. Embarking on a journey, once again came to western Sichuan, and started again the story of meeting those mountains, those lakes, and those people. Lake Coka, it's the third time to come. The sun shines on the fragmented waves of Lake Coka, the reflection of the sky, the reflection of the trees, and the reflection of the temple, swaying with the slight waves. Lake Cuo Pu is like a colorful pearl, embedded in the valley of Zajin Jabo Mountain. Under the sunlight, Lake Zima Yong is full, as if it is covered with a layer of shining silver. The Gato Temple hidden in the lush greenery, the crimson courtyard wall, the apricot yellow roof, all bathed in the breeze and drizzle. Looking up, the mountain is the sky, the sky is the mountain, where you go, the front, back, left, and right are all mountains, as if you can touch the mountain peak with your hand.