I was at school every day this week, and nothing serious happened. Now I ask to keep a weekly diary.

On Saturday morning, the weather was gloomy, as if it were ready to rain at any time, but no one could stop our enthusiasm for climbing mountains. We first gathered at the entrance of Tongtu Road New Square, and then Aunt Bing, who had short hair, drove us and other aunts. Although the car is an off-road vehicle, it is still very crowded. Finally, I sat on my mother's lap and set off for Tengxiling in Hengxi Town.

After a bumpy road, the car staggered to the parking lot, and we got off and set off for the road up the hill.

Suddenly, we found an excavator. I thought it was demolition, and there were many people around. I wanted to join in the fun, but I found that the excavator hit the house and there was a big trailer under the excavator. It turned out that the mountain road was too slippery after the rain, and the big trailer couldn't stop the car, which collapsed the house on the roadside and hurt the climbers. The police are directing the excavator to drive out. I said, "It's too dangerous."

We continued to climb the mountain, which became steeper and steeper. We walked 10 minutes and arrived at the first platform. Looking down, I saw a forest, lush, and some trees were dripping with crystal dew on their leaves, like pure pearls. I was fascinated by it and my feet suddenly sank. I walked into a mud field, so I whipped my feet quickly, and my whole feet were covered with mud. I had to wipe on the grass and walk higher. The stone road is high and steep, and it is difficult to climb. I had to stick a trekking stick in a crack in the stone before I could move forward. This road is still going on, and it is said that it was taken by ex-combatants.

After about 10 minutes, we arrived at the second platform, on which there was a small temple with many bodhisattvas. In front of the Bodhisattvas, there is a table with offerings and incense sticks on it. We had a rest and walked on. In front of us, a bamboo forest appeared. The bamboo in that bamboo grove is very tall, like a pillar to the sky, but the fly in the ointment is that it is too thin. If it reaches the sky, I'm afraid the sky will fall. There is a cliff under that bamboo forest. If you roll down, you will die.

The mountain is getting steeper and steeper. Through our efforts, we came to the third platform, sat down and ordered something, and we continued to walk. At this time, it began to rain in Mao Mao, like a fairy scattering flowers, and the surrounding scenery turned into a wet "soaking chicken". It rained harder and harder, and fog accompanied it appeared. The fog is like a piece of white and thin lace, like a fairy's clothes. Fog and Mao Mao rain seem to be coming to meet her. The fog became her clothes, and the rain became the guardian of self-defense. We climbed up again and found that we had reached the top of the mountain. We wiped our sweat and sat down, very happy. On the top of the mountain, it was all white. I saw the outline of the house unfold before my eyes. Let's walk over there. It turns out that this house is a room for people to rest.

Where shall we go down the mountain after the rest? The road down the mountain is steep. We should walk carefully step by step, or we will roll down the mountain and break our heads. We heard the sound of running water, and as we walked forward, the sound of running water became louder. Finally, we found a waterfall, which is very spectacular. Mom told me that today is lucky, because it rained today, so there is such a big waterfall.

It turns out that mountaineering in the rain has a special taste, and I still can't bear to go back.