Moerdaoga: White and green

Mordaoga is a stop worth making a special stop in the primeval forest sea. In one day, between the forest park and Bailu Island, encounter the unique atmosphere of Mordaoga.

Before venturing deep into Mordaoga, the atmosphere of Forest Park arrived first. From afar, seeing that scene, even the fatigue from traveling quietly eased, making one want to stand a little longer.

Bailu Island is Mordaoga's most captivating feature. Walking along its veins, every corner hides a different expression, stretching time and space here.

Avoiding the crowds and slipping into the rapids river, Mordaoga reveals its true form. Old people, alleys, stoves, and laughter all settle into memory before the sights.

After nightfall, the red beans in Mo'erdaoga are lit up, and the warm yellow glow turns the grandeur of the day into gentleness. Sitting down and doing nothing is also a form of arrival.

When leaving Mordaoga, I felt a bit reluctant, but what played in my mind was Forest Park. But it was precisely this reluctance that proved the trip was worthwhile—it quietly left a part of itself with you.