Chinatodo
From November to March every year, the waters of Dianchi Lake are gently touched by messengers from Siberia—thousands of red-billed gulls arrive right on schedule. They swirl like snowflakes, their wings skimming the lake’s surface, softening even Kunming’s breeze. In this city where snow never falls, these gulls become winter’s delicate spirits. When they perch on your palm and snatch a piece of bread, you’ll suddenly understand: the most poetic winter hides within the greetings carried from afar on these white wings.
As dusk descends, the Kunming Twin Towers rise abruptly from the city skyline like two bronze swords splitting the flowing clouds, yet their glass facades meekly reflect the warm-hued light. Beneath their shadows crouches Kunming Railway Station, its pale dome resembling the hunched backs of resting camels, while its arched gateways exhale the last few travelers dragging their suitcases into the night.
The renowned writer Wang Zengqi once poetically described, "Emerald Lake is the eye of Kunming." This shimmering body of water truly embodies the spring city's radiant gaze, reflecting the ever-changing beauty of all four seasons. To truly feel Kunming's heartbeat, one must linger by the shores of this enchanting lake.