My first tour was in summer when the age of 19, about two high school classmates, his father begged to Ruanmoyingpao 40 quick money, on the Lushan.
Starting from Wuhan, night boat ride under the Jiujiang. First, with the flood of would rush in the end positions, robbed a block ground floor of block mats. But soon even the straight legs difficult. I would like to be cargo warehouse at the end of the past, or else how it is not a window? Is difficult to be hot, that the environment, may be, when the Manchu people traveling at sea along the coast of Guangdong, Fujian, commonly known as fool's enjoyment of the labor was almost bar. Fortunately, we are a free body, can not stand, they do advocate self-climbing up a few levels of the river anyway, one can see what the area packed with people on the bench following asleep. The only feeling is that the deck really hot呀!
When we arrived at the foot of Lushan Mountain, the days have been dark, but we still decided to climb the mountain slope from the hero. It should be said is simply to consider whether there should be no break at the foot of the mountain one night and then starting the next day or whether the car up the mountain. Has always been to climb the Well.
We stayed there several times all the way until we hit another three students. Suddenly I do not know where to come from the King, and we bang on the climb up the summit. If I tell you, that three individuals two of them were girls, you have to understand?
So, I think, tourism is the best mix of male & female, you will find, Kazakhstan, had himself a hero. Look, the potential has thus been excavated out.
In Wuhan, we have heard, what are high Mount Lushan, in particular water. So we actually bought two watermelons brought from Wuhan Lushan! To now, I do not understand why all the way back up the mountain watermelon of that person is me? To know that we're not among the girls, so I did not need to think of the performance. Those two guys no one more than I do Zhuang. Up on the hilltop, is really dark text speaks of reaching not see five fingers呀. I was a stone bench mix into the ground and broke his knee. So find a watermelon, it is already good Jiban, and so we are flexible in their minds all eaten in situ. But we are still hungry, and cold. At that time should be about 2 o'clock in the morning, we began to be anxious up.
A weak regiment of light around us. Then an aunt led several of us stumbled across a few pieces of vegetable, to her family. That night's sleep, I remember one of the most fragrant.
Spent a few days in the mountains, like most Chinese tourists, like walking round with different attractions like. In China, compared to that tourism is a species of leisure activities, I feel like kinds of sport. You see, just go and a tourist attraction, visitors are like a river carp, vie with each other, ran to a map on the subject of attraction, according to Kacakaca burst of heroic beauty, possession did not know he knew, anyway, the pictures you have in me I There you are, always be able to reflect the great national solidarity. Then he moved quickly to another attraction. All this has collected all this a tour of the evidence, okay, this trip travel on a successful end.
A friend forwarded me a letter, is a life only a few months the United States a little girl to write a poem, which wrote:
When you run so fast to get somewhere
You miss half the fun of getting there.
In fact, life and even lives, then why should not the case?
That of tourism, I remember most was the mountains of the process is hungry and cold in the warm light of that mission is a night I'll never forget sleep. Mountain-experience, also some memory, but not often in recent years, the kind of feeling that a trip to experience life, feeling life, and thus may feel the natural feelings of gratitude and the feeling experienced by all the treasure.
The downhill course it is kind of strange, but it is a little about memory were gone.
Author: hillbilly
