The car circled up, and suddenly, the bridge appeared in front of us. The steel skeleton stretched out from between the two mountains, like the arm of a giant, forcibly holding this natural chasm together. The bridge deck was more than 200 meters above the ground, and there was an unfathomable canyon below. Some brave tourists leaned on the railing to look down, and their faces turned a little blue.
The scenery was really good. The surrounding mountains were lush and green, and clouds were floating on the mountainside. The sunlight leaked through the gaps in the clouds, illuminating the canyon with some bright and some dark. Occasionally, a bird flew by, passing through the steel cables, and it seemed extremely small.
Cars came and went on the bridge, and people rolled down the windows, raised their mobile phones, and clicked, and they were considered to have been there.