In the rotation of the four seasons, Shaxi Ancient Town is like a forgotten pearl, lying on the land of Yunnan. The winter there is completely different from the winter scene in the north, it is more of a calm and gentle.
Winter in Shaxi is not bleak. When the north is already covered with snow, the fields of Shaxi are still as green as ever. The stone roads, ancient horse shops, theaters and temples of the ancient town have all been polished by time to be as warm as jade, giving people a feeling of quiet time. Walking in the ancient town, it is as if you can hear the echoes of history whispering in your ears.
The winter sun shines obliquely on Shaxi, and the town seems to be bathed in golden light. The willow trees by the creek swayed gently, and the sunlight shone through the gaps in the branches and leaves, shining on the clear water. Occasionally, a few ducks swim in the water, breaking the serenity and adding to the vibrancy.
The people of the ancient town live a simple and quiet life. They are not impatient, they have no quarrel with the world. In the teahouse on the corner of the street, the old people sit together, drinking tea and chatting, with satisfied smiles on their faces. Walking into a horse shop, the old groom was grooming the horse's mane, and the horse seemed to be humane and docilely cooperating. Here, man and nature coexist in harmony.
There are also festivals in Shaxi in winter. The most lively is the March Street of the Bai nationality. Locals dress up in costumes, sing and dance to celebrate this traditional festival. At the temple fair, the incense is flourishing, and all kinds of snacks and handicrafts are dazzling. Tourists come from all over the world to experience this strong national customs together.
The sand creek at night is even more charming. Red lanterns dot the alleys, giving the ancient town a warm color. And those ancient buildings stand quietly, as if telling one ancient story after another. At this time, walking on the stone road, I can only hear my own footsteps and breathing, and my heart has become extremely calm.
Winter in Shaxi is gentle, quiet, and peaceful. The landscape, ancient buildings, and customs here all make people forget to return. Shaxi in winter is like a melodious poem, waiting for people to read and understand.