During winter, there are two things I like to see. One of them is snow. When it snowed, it was like the world had turned into a magical wonderland. The other is frozen river. I have always dreamed of skating on a frozen river. I attribute these likings of mine to my childhood fantasy.



Han River froze when cold wave lasted for a week

A frozen stream at Cheongpyeong. I forgot to bring the skates.
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