ot a big deal, but it is like a teacher to teach students wrong knowledge, let me quite impressed. The incompetence of a tour guide is also manifested in the fact that when she brought us into the Sky City, she left us wondering where to explain it and groped for it all by herself.

 

I started late in the morning and was told when I went to the ticket office to buy tickets: because the number of people traveling on route A exceeded the maximum passenger flow, we had to choose route B. First, we took the battery car to the Sky City by the wall-mounted ladder, then walked up the hill, then traveled through the clouds on the ropeway, then took a tour of the fast boat canyon, and got off the boat. After crossing the time tunnel, we finally took the battery car down the mountain and went to the parking lot to find our bus.

 

We lined up at the battery station, ready to take a bus to the cloud ladder. We found that the people waiting for the bus were overwhelmed and could not reach us within half an hour. So someone suggested that we have to wait for ten minutes to get up.

 

As soon as everyone responded, the leader pulled up the line, and we walked along the asphalt road, laughing and talking in the eyes of others. Not feeling tired, we arrived at the hanging line.

 

Line up, wait, go up the elevator, originally thought will be dizzy, panic-stricken, but the smooth elevator did not make us feel uncomfortable, 208 meters up and down the ladder a minute straight to the sky, reproducing Li Bai's poem "feet Xie Gong exhibition, body climb the ladder. The half wall sees the sea day, the sky sniffing the sky chicken scene. With the lifting of the ladder, a height of a scene. Standing on the ladder to look at the distance, looking down, the continuous mountains, winding mountain roads, neatly discharged buses... In my vision is becoming smaller and smaller, and the vision is becoming wider and wider, the dangerous situation at foot is also coming, it takes no effort to let me realize the "see all the small mountains" heroic, leisurely, fast!

 

Out of the ladder, what we see is the "city of the sky", the so-called "city" is not too high, three-storey buildings so high, the third floor of the top is flat, glass paved, transparent, but because the following is made of a barrier layer, so there is no fear and excitement that makes people scared, soul out of the body. The terrace is about 100 square meters in size and is packed with tourists who climb high, view the peaks, or take pictures.

 

From the Sky City, we climbed up the winding mountain road under the guidance of our guide. The mountain road is eighteen curved, sometimes relieved and sometimes steeper. Visitors are in an endless stream, yellow hair sticks to their feet, and they carry forward and encourage each other.

 

After climbing for half an hour, his son complained, "I'm too tired to climb the mountain until I know I won't come. It's too tortuous to climb on a hot day." I laughed and breathed a little, comforting him and saying, "don't talk much and keep your strength. The younger one is not as good as the old one in the same car. They are all seventy years old. They are still in the lead. Come on, son of the gas bar. Haha, you have the right to lose weight.

 

Today, the sunshine in the mountains is not very straight, the sky is suddenly cloudy and blurred, nevertheless, still let me sweat all over the face, wide place to pause, adjust breathing, and then continue to move forward. How tall I climbed, to tell the truth, I really do not count, but feel tall and far away.

 

Jun has the habit of running, physical strength is obviously superior to me, she walks and stops and so on, still let me can not reach, it is difficult to catch up, she has to continue to move forward, I have to give up chasing, by their own physical strength, while walking.

 

Tired, really tired, tired mobile phones are not looking, and do not know how long it took to climb to the top of the platform, just want to breathe, Jun said the leader and guide had been waiting in front, but also asked me whether to go to the top of the mountain to see. Go! It's not easy to climb here.

 

After drinking the saliva and giving it to the son who would not climb up again, I and Jung got up again. Jun had rested, but my footsteps were more slow, just got on the platform, wanted to take a break in the photo time, she was afraid of lagging behind the team, urged to go on, so I can only take a picture under the pavilion, and the temple behind was not a chance to see, leaving some regret.

 

From the top of the mountain, not far away, we reached the ropeway. There were many people waiting in line. After waiting for ten minutes or so, the six of us got on the cable car. The cable car began to walk slowly, accelerated suddenly, and then threw us out of the station, giving us a rush like a swing, to send us to