Follow Canadian immigration to experience life in Canada: "By the Shores of Lake Baikal" is one of my favorite songs. "Moonlight scatters love across the lake surface; a campfire for two illuminates the entire night." Li Jian is truly a musical poet, describing the lakeside with such swaying grace. There are many lakes along Highway 93, and these lakes are well-suited to such a mood—quiet and crystal clear. Two people setting up a tent by the lake, lighting a campfire, cuddling together as the firelight illuminates beautiful faces, with the lake shimmering and the starry sky brilliant.
However, these lakeside areas are truly too quiet; even with the person you love most, you can only stay for a short while rather than live there long-term. Because no matter how much love you have, day after day in the same beautiful scenery, it will eventually become monotonous and dull. Only change can keep feelings fresh and enduring. Therefore, I admire those who can truly endure solitude; they are the ones who can truly get close to nature. I cannot do it. If I were to sit alone by this lake for a day, I would find it difficult.
Lake Louise is famous, known as the jewel of the Rockies, and the renowned Fairmont Chateau Lake Louise is located right by the lake. But I don't think Lake Louise has the kind of beauty described in legends, making it hard to feel truly amazed. Such a lake is on the same level as the others passed along the way. I suspect it is a form of marketing by the hotel; over time, everyone feels they must visit Lake Louise.
We did not stay at the Chateau hotel, but rather in the town by Lake Louise. Lake Louise was just a stopover for us, like the other lakes along the way; we did not intend to stay for long. Upon arriving in town and checking into our hotel, we caught the sky full of sunset clouds. The scenery was so beautiful that I had to drag my gout-stricken leg up a small hill, watching the sunset gradually fade and a full moon hang over the mountain. That was exactly the scenery I had been looking forward to—the most beautiful moonlight in the mountains.
Early in the morning, we went to Moraine Lake. In my opinion, the beauty of Moraine Lake surpasses that of Lake Louise. Early in the morning, people were already setting up tripods on the small rocky mounds by Moraine Lake to take photos. They were waiting for that first ray of morning sunlight to hit the snow-capped mountains opposite, making them shine with golden light. True photographers are very hardworking, something I cannot do. That morning, the sunrise was blocked by clouds, and those photographers naturally could not get what they wished for. But for me, travel is about going with the flow. If you happen to see the golden snow-capped peaks, it is luck, and seeing a canoe paddling on the lake in the morning mist is also a beautiful sight.
