Just like many towns in the Tibetan area, Jiulong has mountains on both sides and a large river running through the middle.
During this season, the river isn't particularly swift, and there aren't many tourists on the road, mostly local cars, with few people around.
This is a city without many tourist attractions, and even the few scenic spots it has are not very famous.
As night falls, the street has turned a bit chilly.
People dressed in ethnic minority costumes stroll leisurely, often elderly folk whose ethnicities are immediately recognizable.
Younger people have distinct ethnic features: high nose bridges, thin lips, and often slightly darker skin.
Li Younan wandered aimlessly down the street with his camera, trying to find scenes worth recording.
Then, in front of a bus stop, he spotted an elderly Tibetan woman sitting on a bench, calmly and leisurely shaking a small prayer wheel in her hand.
The bus hadn't arrived, and she wasn't in a hurry.
