#springitinerary
In winter, Mount Gongga is enveloped in a world of white. The jagged ridges and vertical cliffs are layered with thick, glistening snow. The surrounding valleys and glaciers become a frozen expanse of crystal purity. The mountain seems to glow during sunrise and sunset, lit in soft hues of gold, pink, and icy blue.
The silence is profound. The only sounds you hear are the whisper of wind, the occasional creak of ice, or the distant roar of an avalanche — reminders of the mountain’s raw power.