<p class="ql-block">A Trip to the Mountains</p><p class="ql-block"> </p><p class="ql-block">On my trip, I saw amazing mountain views.</p><p class="ql-block"> </p><p class="ql-block">First, there were big mountains with green trees on them. The sky was grey, but the mountains looked strong.</p><p class="ql-block"> </p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p> <p class="ql-block">.</p><p class="ql-block"> </p><p class="ql-block">Then, I found an old village in the mist. The stone houses and walls were quiet, like they were from a long time ago.</p><p class="ql-block"> </p><p class="ql-block"><br></p> <p class="ql-block">Then, an old stone - built village appeared, wrapped in thick mist. The fog made everything look hazy—the stone walls, the roofs, even the surrounding trees. It felt like stepping into a world untouched by time, quiet and a bit dreamy.</p> <p class="ql-block">These sights made me realize how small we are compared to nature. But they also filled me with joy, as nature’s beauty is so pure. Every view was like a gift, teaching me to slow down and appreciate the wonders around us.</p>