Altay, embraced by mountains of gold and silver, is China’s Snow Capital, where winter stretches on and on.
Liang Chaoxi’s strange land has become her home, but for Yang Xingye, it is an inescapable responsibility and torment.
The lakes of every size along the shores of Ulungur Lake are the Xinjiang people’s longing and imaginings of the sea, far from any ocean.
Gold mines dot the hillsides, and when the wind blows through the grass, cattle and sheep appear. It is the city-dwellers’ yearning for a life of unrestrained freedom.
On this newly reclaimed homeland, everything is vast, magnificent, and brimming with life.
Because of an injured foal, a forest police officer and the new veterinarian at a wildlife sanctuary come to share a secret.
The two could hardly be more different, yet neither knows that today’s story was written long ago by fate.
Grass grows lush as orioles take flight, and the stars wheel overhead.
Returning to their homeland, old acquaintances meet again.
Liang Chaoxi loves the snow, and Yang Xingye accompanies her as she explores every snowy landscape.
As if spring breezes had arrived overnight, the golden mountains are covered in snow.
