Walking into Sanhuangzhai, Henan, is like a head into the arms of the mountains. The stone steps follow the mountain, and you can feel the roughness of the stones under your feet. The leaves on both sides are green and shiny, and the wind rustles as soon as it blows, like it is homely. The plank road on the cliff side looked a bit thrilling, but could help the railings forward, the mountains in the distance stacked layer by layer, the clouds and mist slowly drifted, as if to the mountain top covered with a layer of yarn. Tired, sit on the stone for a while, listen to the spring water ding, smell the fragrance of the grass, my heart is particularly bright, I feel that this mountain and water, all is really lively and kind.