In Yantai's Huang-Bohai New Area, winter has a unique poetry all its own. Persimmons glow like lanterns, turning every scene into a painting.

At Chateau Changyu-Castel, a lane lined with persimmon trees is now adorned with hanging fruits that drape softly from branches, casting gentle shadows in the slanting sun.

Stroll further along the vine-covered paths, then descend into century-old cellars where wine rests in quiet slumber. Here, winter holds no chill, only charm.

After snow, crimson persimmons gleam against the aged winery walls, like strokes of warmth written into the cold. [Photo/WeChat account: ytkfqfb]