Suomu River Canyon is worth a trip. In the morning, a warm ray of sunshine fell on the cover from the window, and woke me up sleeping in the warm bed. It is another different Chengdu, bright sunny day. Kneading his sloppy, lazy eyes, I know that a new day in winter Malkang is beginning again. From the window overlooking the mountains, the high plateau, the clouds like jade belt, the white head of the mountain, circle after circle, with a trace of inexplicable little mystery, my heart began to be confused, thoughts from the mind like a free; Fire-like red leaves are mixed with lush green forests, layered and layered; halfway up the mountain is located in the strange Tibetan-style houses, the colored flags in front of the house are displayed in the wind, this is the scenery of the Tibetans; the river running under the mountain, with the river flowing rapidly from Malkang. Going out, there was a little cold, close the collar, in the morning and evening Malcon temperature difference is too big. The hot sun is too strong, and I sucked a deep breath of fresh air. The breeze gently licked the warm face. All the sky is blue and green, and the wind is light and cloudy. I hope to have a good mood and start a new day. The crowds on the street, regardless of men, women and children, In the strange Tibetan holiday costume (later I learned that this is mainly the Jiarong Tibetan), or hanging around the neck or holding a string of rosary beads in your hands, some holding the prayer wheel, silently reading the Tibetan Buddhist scriptures in their mouths, praying for peace and happiness. A group of dressed, beautiful Tibetan girls raised the beautiful sky-like song, passing by me. Walking into a market street, all kinds of exquisite, unique Tibetan delicious food: hand-teared yak beef, rich butter, sweet barley wine, slender wormwood, golden pot helmets, fragrant pine oysters and various unknown wild fungi,,, There was a "scent and sweet big steamed bun" in my ear. The excitement brought this quiet morning and my appetite for awakening. At night, a big and round moon, accompanied by a few bright stars, told the tranquility of the night. Before the moonlight fell into the bed, the temperature was about 0 degrees. A cup of tea near the window was warm. Through the glass of the window, moonlight, starlight, light, accompanied by the tranquility, my thoughts drifted, feeling that I could resist the cold and welcome the warmth I wanted in my heart. This Malkang winter, not too cold,,, fall asleep, there will be a good dream! Looking forward to the snow of Malkang in winter, if the heart is dustless, the snow listens to Zen