During the National Day holiday, people who love to report mountains will taste the charm of Jianmen Mountain with their families.
As soon as the car started, it was as white as a fish's belly. We packed our luggage, and the car was filled with the breath of autumn, and came to the foot of Jianmen Mountain. Wow! What a dangerous Jianmen Mountain! The rocks are huge and protruding outward. If you are not careful, you will break your head. Along the wooden stairs, stepping on colorful leaves, everyone walked forward talking and laughing, just like a bird in a cage, as happy as being released into nature. The beautiful scenery along the way attracted us, and we couldn't bear to miss the natural scenery, so we fixed this spectacle in the camera. Of course, I was no exception. I begged my father to take more photos of me as a souvenir. With the increase of stairs, our interest is not low, but gradually rising. We can't help singing and shouting loudly, which attracts tourists to turn back frequently. We also sing to our beat, and the song floats in the silent valley. Suddenly, the strangeness disappeared and was replaced by a greeting friendship. With the long singing, our steps are getting lighter and lighter, and we don't feel tired at all. A winding path took us to an iron cable bridge, with thick cables connected and strong hemp rope wrapped around it. The word "Yagui" was suddenly written on the bridge, so it can't be said that this bridge must be called Yagui Bridge. After crossing the slightly shaky bridge, we can reach the difficult wall of Shu Road after another journey. Looking at Li Bai's poems, people can't help but be amazed, but the status quo of "the road is difficult to pass, the sky is difficult to pass" in the poems has long since disappeared. My eyes are full and my feet are going to suffer. The long mountain road makes me feel a little overwhelmed, who is known as "traveling all over the world". I sat in the drizzle pavilion discouraged and looked at the top of the mountain waiting for me to leave. I pouted helplessly, rolled up my sleeves and shouted, "I won't stop until I get to the top of the mountain" and moved forward to the heights.
Finally, many things have happened, and I saw the magnificent door I yearned for-Jianmenguan, which is more powerful than I expected and still magnificent. Standing at the gate, through the crib, I stood on the buildings piled up by the ancients with wisdom as a winner, feeling deeply inside, leaning down and looking around, which was quite spectacular. Watching the sun show its face behind the dark clouds seems to contain its own powerful power. At that moment, the generation came out. I wiped the sweat from my forehead, thought about it, and suddenly realized that life is like climbing a mountain. There is no paved road in advance, so you need to explore and extend it yourself. In this process, it is like a painting storm, but there are also thorns. Although there is a cable car to relax, there is no joy in walking. Although hiking is very tiring, it is not.
"Only after experiencing the hardships of climbing can we appreciate another unique scenery of life." This is the true meaning of life that mountaineering makes me feel, and it makes me feel a kind of fun.