Sitting on the top of the fairy mountain, looking at the city a under the mountain, blowing the wind, smelling the most primitive taste of nature, looking up at the blue sky and white clouds overhead, I feel very comfortable.

those guys at the foot of the mountain didn't go up at all. They were tired after less than a third of climbing. They went down the mountain together. In the restaurant at the foot of the mountain, they sat in the air-conditioned box and ate well.

"Mommy, Mommy hasn't come back yet. You can't eat all these delicious food." Ling Qile takes over the basin of prawns with oil...