In the morning, I took the cable car northward, the steep stone steps and the towering mountain. I was breathless at first, but halfway up, the clouds gradually parted, revealing the sculpted rocks and upside-down pines and cypresses, a truly breathtaking sight.
Descending from the West Peak cable car, I gazed down at the mountains from above, seeing peaks stacked one upon another and deep valleys, a feeling of soaring through the air. Sunlight pierced the clouds, casting golden streaks, and the mountain colors shifted from green to ochre, flickering in and out. Visitors pointed and exclaimed, their cameras clicking non-stop.
Although the day was short, the splendor and beauty of the climb were deeply etched in my mind. Going north and descending west, I managed my time well, experiencing both the arduous climb and the exhilarating soaring air. The breathtaking scenery was truly unforgettable.