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The birch forest in Altay is a flowing natural painting, with unique poetry and romance hidden in the changing seasons. In early spring, tender green buds quietly climb up the branches, stretching their bodies in the chilly mountain breeze, injecting vitality into the sleeping earth; in midsummer, the lush birch forest turns into a green ocean, the sun shines through the layers of leaves, casting mottled light and shadows in the forest, and walking in it is full of coolness and comfort.
The most intoxicating season is the golden autumn season, when the birch trees shed their green clothes and put on dazzling gold. The trunks are as white as jade, and the golden leaves set off each other, which is breathtakingly beautiful under the blue sky. When the autumn wind blows, the golden leaves fall down, like golden butterflies flying all over the sky, covering the winding paths. In winter, the birch forest is covered with silver, and the branches are covered with crystal rime, flashing tiny lights in the sun, quiet and holy. Whenever you step into the birch forest of Altay, you can encounter a deep embrace with nature and feel the agility and grandeur of life.