15th Annual Smithsonian.com Photo Contest
At night, the temperature is minus 30 degrees Celsius. I walked out of the house and the road was dug out from the snow. The moon has just risen, illuminating the snowy mountains west of the village. For a while, my hand was numb cold and rushed back to the house. Unfortunately, because the temperature is too low, the tripod becomes brittle, then the tripod was broken by me.
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||Oct. 7, 2017, 10:31 a.m.