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I am grateful to nature for the skillful brushwork that depicts the majestic mountains; I am grateful for the white clouds that make the mountains even more charming. I love mountains and climb mountains.

On Sunday, my mother's unit organized a mountain climb and I went along.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, I looked up, and the large and small peaks seemed to be hanging in the sky. A white jade ribbon-like cloud and mist wrapped around the mountains, making those green mountains and beautiful peaks as charming and moving as village girls surrounded by white gauze scarves. Winding up a rugged stone staircase road, the pines and cypresses standing on both sides of the stone steps are luxuriant, covering the sky and the sun, forming a natural green passage.

At first, I was full of energy, bouncing all the way, and suddenly rushed out of the line and greeted my mother and aunt: "Hurry up." After a while, I ran back to my mother to "report" the "new world" I had discovered.

But when I was tired with all my energy, I "gave in" to the long mountain road that seemed to have no end. Looking at me exhausted, my mother smiled and said, "You can't climb the mountain in a hurry, you can't climb the top of the mountain if you run out of strength all at once."

Be down-to-earth, step by step and unhurried in order to reach the top of the mountain ...... the fastest and most effortlessly"After listening to my mother's words, I was like a spring breeze, but my feet were like pouring stone lead, and I couldn't use any strength, so we rested in a pavilion not far ahead. I sat on a bamboo bench and rested admiring the beauty around me: a waterfall cascading down from the top of the mountain, like a silver beaded curtain hanging in the clouds of the sky.

On the hillside, unknown flowers and plants of various shapes and colors are crowded one after another, clustered together, and the cliff wall is very beautifully decorated. After recuperating our batteries, we set off again. With the crisp sound of birds singing from the trees, he walked briskly.

The so-called "eat a trench and grow a wisdom", I did not jump around and run around like just now, but walked to the top of the mountain with everyone unhurriedly ......

Suddenly, there was a light in front of me, and a clearing appeared in front of me. Closing my eyes and stretching out my hands, I quietly accepted the baptism of the wind, feeling the wind slowly caressing my face, which made people feel refreshed. When I opened my eyes, I saw that the clouds and mist under the mountain were overwhelming, and several high mountains seemed to be held in my hands by the clouds.

The sun shone unscrupulously, and the rolling fog that seemed to be connected to the sky was like a girl's rouge cheeks, which looked particularly delicate.

Under the illumination of the sun, the clouds flow, and the fog gathers and rises, constantly changing the shades of color.

When the fog is deep, the light ink of the mountain shadow is dizzy, making people sink into the most tranquil dream in a trance......

I love to climb mountains.