King Lake is like an emerald in a deep Tibetan mountain. It's so beautiful! Standing at the pier and gazing at the Alps, I feel the light and shining, gliding and suspending in a canoe between the valleys, lingering in the lakes and mountains, listening to the natural surroundings of the Echo Valley, and stepping on the green monastery of St. Bartholomew with bright eyes and red crowns, immersing in unforgettable beauty.