Quick mission: We don't make trouble

Starting from Camp 1, there is only a specially built tourist trail that goes up along the river valley stream. It takes about an hour to reach Camp 2, so they still have plenty of time.

The scenery on both sides of the stream is pleasant.

The dense forest, shaded by giant trees, cast patches of light through the leaves. Birds sang cheerfully in the woods, creating a natural concert. The plank road was flanked by low shrubs dotted with colorful flowers, swaying gently in the breeze and exuding a captivating fragrance.

The stream shimmers in the sunlight, gurgling and flowing with crystal clear water. The rocks and water plants at the bottom are clearly visible, and fish frolic in the water, adding vitality and vibrancy to the tranquil stream. The beautiful scenery on both sides is reflected on the water surface, like a flowing painting.

Walking up along the stream, feeling the fresh air and listening to the sound of the stream, it feels like being in a quiet and beautiful world, making people intoxicated and forgetting all worries.

As Mr. Zhu took photos, he said, "There's a rich vegetation here, and I've found several medicinal herbs. They're all natural, pollution-free, and great stuff."

He was a Chinese medicine practitioner before he retired.

Mother Zhu: "No matter how good it is, you can't take it back."

I have read the notice from the scenic area before, which states that nothing in the scenic area can be destroyed, and no mining or excavation can be carried out without authorization.

Father Zhu: "I can't take it home, but can't I take a picture as a souvenir?"

"Okay, okay, go ahead and shoot.

I asked you to learn photography so that you could take beautiful photos. I didn't expect you to take such messy photos. It seems that all my posing skills were wasted."

"Old lady, don't be angry, take pictures, take pictures, we want to take group pictures, and we also want to take pictures of the scenery and flowers.

Look, Didi’s posture is pretty good.”

Wu Di was interested in the flowers and plants. He had already picked a large bunch of them, waved them at them, and said he wanted to make a wreath for his grandma.

Mother Zhu: "Our Didi is so well behaved. Grandma loves you so much."

While picking wild flowers, Wu Di discovered some wild strawberries.

Red, pink, white, so tempting.

"Mom, can I eat this?"

Zhu Qingqing: "Although it's edible, I'd better not eat it. It's unhygienic and I don't know what kind of bugs have crawled on it."

Wu Di agreed verbally, but still secretly put one in his mouth when no one was paying attention. Ah, it was so sweet.

As the mountain goes up, the water becomes more turbulent.

Huge waves crashed against the rocks, splashing...

There is an observation deck here, and the family took a photo with this as the background.

After walking and stopping along the way, we finally saw the towering snow-capped peaks.

"Grandpa, grandma, mom, aunt, look..."

Wu Di was running in front the whole time. The child was full of energy. Seeing Xuefeng, he was so excited that he rushed up suddenly.

But several adults were a little out of breath.

Zhu Qingqing: "Didi, slow down."

She was worried about Wu Di in front of her, and also had to take care of her parents behind her.

Zhu Yingying: "Sister, you go look after Didi, I'll take care of mom and dad."

Zhu Qingqing had no choice but to chase forward, fortunately, Camp No. 2 was ahead.

Zhu Qingqing rushed over, panting, and grabbed her daughter's arm. "What are you running around for, kid?"

"Mom, look, the glacier, the glacier, it's so spectacular."

The majestic glacier winds like a vast river of ice between the mountains. Its surface, a deep blue and crystal clear, resembles a vast sapphire. Studded with bizarre seracs, ice caves, and crevasses, it's a breathtaking masterpiece of nature. A chilling wind whips across the glacier, bringing a touch of coolness. The sun shines, and the ice reflects a dazzling light, creating a dreamlike experience. In this tranquil world, time seems to have stood still, as only the glacier slowly moves, telling the ancient story of nature.