Yesterday I climb the hardest mountain I never had with some of my classmate and some colleague who I take a part-time job with .the mountain isn't very big and high however where is a long to get to,before I make the tour I have nvever thouht that It would be really a tough time for me.In the morning we spent about 2 hours to get to the bottom of the moutain,then we try to climb the mountain,in the begining we had to pass through the Dense jungle where full with thorn besides some disgusting insect which left me pain ,later the wound mixed with sweat and the sunshight burn me hurtly.we take about 2hours to get to the top and we cheered to the top of our's bent It was not until then we feel It wasn't worthy for us,we enjoy the beautiful view,the diffuse clound and brume,the flat hill top ,green grass and lots of cows,we sang and dance happily and took many picture too there .After we were on a different way back to the jumping-off point and which also cost us about two hours,then we took a good meal the guide prepared for us,we were so tire that we all felt asleep on the way back to school in the car,It was 9:00 .It's said that we have spent more than 6 hours to finish the tour what's more we nearly stop to take a rest during the period,
It told me a story that the most beautiful seesight are always hidden behind and we have to make a great efforts to get there,even we can't enjoy the beauty in expectation at the end but we also feel the view is the most beautiful and it worth that because of the left pain during the process.there's still one more thing touched me deeply,in ou term,a little girl inspired me heartly,she finished the tour without any dissatisfaction and she was laways briskly with laughter and happy joy,I feel ashame for a little girl is more stronger than me