Local workers stare through layers of history: a new residential tower, the restored Dacisi monastery, the rubble of a demolished ancient neighborhood, and a broken wall.
See more photos of the Dacisi Monastery area here.
It doesn’t snow often in Chengdu – the last time was in early 2008 during Spring Festival – but there was a light fall of tiny, swirling flakes as I left class yesterday afternoon, after the temperature had dipped to zero centigrade. This morning the palms were frosted with white, as if the campus had magically turned into a fairy land overnight. The cold here is damp and dreary, and it chills to the bone.