Is Rushan Mountain in Shandong really fun? Please tell me about friends who have been to Rushan ~ ~ ~

A long time ago, there was a famine along the coast of the Yellow Sea, and the poor couldn't open the pot at home. The baby on the nipple is starving to death. Poseidon, who was patrolling the sea, was merciful and hurried to feed them with milk. However, there are so many children to support that she can't wear clothes, so she opens her mind and spreads her mother's kindness widely. However, because she missed the return date, she was sent down to earth by the heavenly emperor, spreading eternal maternal love to mankind. It is another Millennium reincarnation, and her merits are complete. She has ascended to heaven again, and the Dalu Mountain on the coast of the Yellow Sea has also become a statue she left on earth. This is a beautiful legend about Dalu Mountain that I heard from my mother when I was a child. Let me fall in love with Dalu Mountain. However, it was not until this summer vacation that I got my wish and climbed the Dalu Mountain.

I went with my friends early in the morning. On the day I went to Wan Li, the sky was blue and the wind was cold. We went by car, overlooking the rolling Rushan from the car, only to see the peaks stand tall, like sleeping beauty's nipples raised high, which is full of emotion and imagination. Sunglow, sea of clouds, and dense fog surround a circle, just like covering Dalu Mountain with a beautiful gauze. Birds are singing from time to time in the mountain stream, and I really feel high.

Looking at the West Rushan, it is like a pure girl lying on her back in the blue sea, with a dignified and delicate face, a small nose and towering nipples, lying quietly on the beautiful silver beach. And Dalushan is like a loving mother, snuggling in the embrace of the sea, showing her warm, bright and moving charm to tourists with its steep and beautiful mountain scenery.

Go through the village lane at the foot of the mountain and climb all the way to the mountain along the quiet winding path. I stumbled for a long time on the path covered with weeds. The grass is tender and green. Look, a big piece is full of it. Colorful flowers are dotted here, colorful butterflies are flying among the flowers, mixed with the whispers of insects, and I really taste the joy and pleasure of returning to nature.

Walking into the pine forest on the hillside, Pinus massoniana danced and extended a warm arm to us. Pine cones also bloom with smiling faces, allowing the thick fragrance to penetrate into our hearts. Fine pine needles are like a jade comb in my mother's hand, gently combing my hair blown by the mountain wind.

Walking through the pine forest, the grass is under your feet and rocks are piled up. The best guest here is the scorching sun. She kissed the pedestrian so hard that the steam was so hot that the pedestrian could hardly breathe. My hair seems to be burnt, my pores are sweating, and I will sweat soon. My legs are full of lead, but my heart is full of extraordinary happiness.

Over a narrow ridge full of weeds and wild roses, the mountain rises into the sky. It's only a dozen meters to the top of the mountain, but the mountain is steep and there are no steps, which makes me dizzy. Take a deep breath, cling to the natural trough and climb up step by step. Every time I move, my heart is in my throat. I suddenly staggered and was scared into a cold sweat. I dare not move for a long time. But when I jumped over the top of the mountain, my heart was filled with a sense of victory after challenging the limit, and I was suddenly on cloud nine. The golden sun shone on me and my companions, and we sighed, "Once you climb to the top of the mountain, you will see that all the other mountains look very small under the sky." . Seen from the top of the mountain, Fiona Fang is more than 300 square meters, like a giant fan painted with the scenery of Lishan, extending obliquely to the southeast. There are many kinds of rocks, some as flat as a rock, some as tall and straight as a sword, and pieces of moss on them are like mottled embroidery. Three or two hibiscus trees stuck their heads out of cracks in the rocks and spread their sparse branches. I dare not say they are heroic, but they are tenacious and full of vitality, showing people the meaning and value of life.

From a distance, you can see infinite scenery. Sitting on the top of the peninsula, Dalushan calmly looked into the distance, which not only reminded me of the beautiful legend about the peninsula. The peninsula was originally a crab general in the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea, but he let the beautiful peninsula take away his soul. I was willing to be a slave of Rushan, but after a long time, I endured the slavery of Rushan, so I angrily grabbed a sword from the Dragon King of the East China Sea and went straight to kill him from east to west. However, perhaps he was afraid of the sacredness of Rushan, or he remembered its unbroken old love for Rushan, and the blade stopped half a step away from it! Just reluctantly divided the sea into two delicate jade belts, flew north to east and disappeared at the junction of the sea and the sky. Blue sea and blue sky, shaded by green trees, white walls and red tiles, Sha Ou Ji Xiang, brocade scale swimming, the beach has been washed by seawater several times, smooth, delicate and white, just like a fairy who just bathed in the sky, which makes people feel pity.

Looking south at the vast Yellow Sea, the waves are empty, the mountains and islands are towering, and the small Qingdao spans east and west, such as giant whales playing in the waves and golden turtles sunbathing on the ridge. How delightful! The sails are dotted and the waves are bursting. People walk in the scenery and like to travel in the picture world. I am intoxicated with this fairyland on earth.

The continuous sunshine clothed the mountains in the east with dazzling gold and jade clothes. This mountain, this sea and this scene are picturesque, and there are poems everywhere! Every situation arouses my whimsy and makes me surge with deep poetry. My heart and feelings are integrated into this wonderful mountain scenery. Sadness and troubles are left behind.

I really can't go to Dalu Mountain in the afternoon. I would like to lie drunk in the arms of Rushan Silver Beach, with towering breasts on my head and Oedipus complex, and fall asleep sweetly in the warmth.