Mount Montblanc

We first went to Martini by train, and at eight o'clock the next morning, we walked to Mont Blanc. The people on the road are endless and the weather is hot.

We took a bow and had a lot of beautiful scenery along the way. I saw a clear stream, steep rock walls, green hills and roaring waterfalls, which were beautiful.

About half an hour before arriving at Alanti Village, in the middle of a V-shaped mountain pass, a huge, towering and majestic snow mound suddenly came into view. This is Mont Blanc, which is called "Alpine king of the hill". Surrounded by some grotesque peaks, the rocks are too steep to pile up snow, and occasionally a few piles can be seen at the dividing line.

Stay in the highlands, look up at a mountain peak, but see colorful, rosy clouds all over the sky, surrounded by white clouds, singing and dancing lightly, charming and moving. This dazzling brilliance is changing rapidly and rolling in.

It took eight hours to get from Martini to Alanti. On the way to Sha Meng, along the valley, we rented an open carriage whose owner called himself "the king of coachmen". He comforted us not to be impetuous and not to worry about falling behind others. When he waved his whip, the car would stumble forward. No matter what rocky wasteland or gully wilderness, the carriage would not stop and gallop past. It's so bumpy, I've never seen it in my life.