Nonylyears,goldenautumninOctober,willbeinshanxipingshun,playisalsotoadmiretheview.TheJapanesealso,briskandprettybreezebracing.Therearemountains,south,andturbulence,acleanaboutvideoclipsverynicely.
Althoughtheconcertorchestraofsheng,alsoenoughtorenewthehard-currency.Wearestartingfromthefoot,alongthesearchtotheroughtrail-up,climb.Thisisindeedaninspiringpeopletoitsinfiniteyearninglongingandexpectationofthepath,becauseyoucan'timaginehowtogetontheroadmetbeautifulattractivescenery,youcan'tpredictwhichmomentyouwillatthetopoftheclimbupthemountain,overlookingthefootall,appreciateeverythingintheworld.Combinedwithitastheancientplankroadtransport,adangerouspath,addedamysteryandsaintlymomentinmyheart.Withthesunshiningupbitbybit,ourfootstepsbecamemoreandmoreheavy.
Climbingupward,however,eachstepofditchingincisivelyandvividly,theycannotbuyanything!Becauseyoureverymoveforward,willmakeyouseethedifferentscenery,bringyoudifferentvisualimpact.Don'tknowhowlong,wefinallyarrivedthegate.Here,Iawait,Ioverlook.Myfeet,ontheothersideofthecottage,pandroadinduced,staggered,asifinthesightoflongcurlylaunchedareeloftraditionalChineserealisticpainting;Atadistance,mesa,suchasscreen,fengofTV,themistofsmoke,vaguelyCanCuo,Iasiffacedwithasharpsplash-inklandscape,fromtimetotimeburstsofautumnwindblowsahair,aquietheartarisesspontaneously,solemn,admiration,tothecreationsofnature.
Later,Iwithastrangelightleaptuponthetopofthehill,atthismoment,Icansee,hear,feel,allgetthat.Thistriptoshanxi,oneofthemostmemorabletomeistheamountain,andinthisperiod,ifwesay,themostletmenotforgetforamoment,itiswillbeoutofthemountainpeakishere-inthegateofthemoment.Ifthemountainthewholeprocessasaman'slifejourney,intheafterlife,beforegetridoftheentanglementoffate,aperson'sstateofmind,oftenleadingtothemostcool,quietatthismoment,nomatterthememoriesofthepast,orinthefaceoftomorrow,therewillalwaysbeapuzzlingindifferently.Andthegatethatoneline,itisso.Ithinkthatthisisthetriptoshanxi,bringmethebiggestharvest.