Dew condenses, frost grows heavy, and the blossoms gradually lean and droop.

The banquet and festivities had just passed the time of Light Snow.

Autumn departs, and cold gives way to winter.

Today at 10:02 PM

Light Snow Arrives

Xiaoxue is the twentieth of the Twenty-Four Solar Terms.

The second solar term of winter

As the season of Light Snow arrives, the air grows cold and snow is about to fall.

The weather is not yet very cold, and the snow has not yet fallen heavily.

At this time, the weather has already grown gradually colder.

But it’s still not the time when heavy snowflakes are swirling in the winter sky.

That’s why it’s called “Light Snow.”

The ancients divided the Xiaoxue solar term into three hou.

First, the rainbow hides from view; second, heaven ascends and earth descends; third, all things close up and winter sets in.

As the yang energy in the sky rises and the yin energy in the earth descends,

It causes the heavens and earth to be disconnected, and yin and yang to fail to interact.

So all things lose their vitality.

The heavens and the earth grow closed as winter sets in, bringing bitter cold.

As the saying goes, “During Lesser Snow, pickle vegetables; during Greater Snow, cure meat.”

Customs associated with the Xiaoxue solar term include pickling vegetables.

Taste glutinous rice cakes, dry fish, Eating paotang and brewing Xiaoxue wine, among other things.

Northern-style pickled mustard greens and sauerkraut

In some parts of southern China, there is a custom of eating ciba.

Light snow has arrived, and the earth grows colder.

It also marks the official start of winter.

In this season, the air on Pan Mountain is fresh, and the scenery is beautiful.

It’s a great place to visit in winter.

Year after year, the four seasons turn.

Pan Shan holds a passion for life and a yearning for it.

Either brimming with vitality or ablaze with blossoms.

Sometimes dazzling and vibrant, sometimes cloaked in silver and white.

Over the long passage of time

Everlasting and ever-renewed.

Time flies; in the fleeting moments when I lower my head and lift my gaze…

Autumn has become a story, and winter has turned into a landscape.

Looking forward to the arrival of a light winter snowfall.

Come to Panshan for a poetic and romantic rendezvous.