The family got out of the car and finally saw the legendary Yellow River.
"Where's the water?" Mr. Jing asked.
"It turned into ice," Jing Shu answered.
"..."
"So the Yellow River has become yellow ice?"
The once-surging Yellow River had transformed into a cold, endless glacier. Mr. Jing's breath misted in the air as he tucked his gloved hands into his sleeves and walked down along the edge of the dam. For a moment, his expression was complex and reflective. He could sense the formidable power that had once surged for thousands of miles. Unfortunately, nothing could ultimately escape the extreme cold. It was a reminder of how insignificant they were before nature, forced to migrate from the home they had known for decades.
