秋日的树梢散发着柔和的光，悄悄路过的风儿吹散了一地的斑驳，天空像是被飓风吹了一夜，干净得没有一丝白，只剩下纯粹的蓝色，就像不经意间打翻了墨水瓶渲染开的千丝万缕的蓝。
The autumn treetops emit a soft light, and the wind quietly blows away the mottled ground. The sky seems to have been blown by a hurricane all night, so clean that there is no trace of white, only pure blue, like the intricate blue rendered by accidentally knocking over an ink bottle.
登括苍山顶，感“浙东南第一峰”。清晨的第一缕阳光很刺眼，深秋的太阳像被罩上橘红色灯罩，放射出柔和的光线，照在身上、脸上，少年们的发丝也在此刻散发光芒，伴随着它，我们踏上了旅程。
Climbing to the top of Cangshan Mountain, one can feel the 'first peak in southeastern Zhejiang'. The first ray of sunshine in the morning is very dazzling, and the sun in late autumn is like being covered by an orange lampshade, emitting soft light that shines on the body and face. The hair of the young people also emits light at this moment, accompanying us on our journey.
两个小时的车程在欢声笑语中，似乎也过得很快。无论出发前做好了多么充足的心理准备，当站在山脚下的那一刻，还是会想退缩，但一想到山顶有触手可及的白云，有涂尽染料的蓝天，有大片大片绿油油的山林，还是会动力十足。怀着这样的期盼，我一步一个脚印地踩在登山的路上。( wWw.zUowENba.NET )
The two-hour drive seemed to pass quickly amidst laughter and joy. No matter how much psychological preparation is made before departure, when standing at the foot of the mountain, one may still want to retreat, but the thought of the white clouds within reach, the blue sky painted with dye, and the vast green mountains and forests on the mountaintop still gives one great motivation. With such anticipation, I stepped step by step on the mountain climbing path.
那是真正的一步一个脚印，微微发软，虚晃的腿，已经快要支撑不住那无力且沉重的腰肢传送而来的重力，通过大腿聚集于落在地面的双脚，宛若灌铅。
That was a real step by step, with slightly weak and swaying legs that were almost unable to support the weight transmitted by the weak and heavy waist, gathering on the feet that fell to the ground through the thighs, like pouring lead.
喘息回望，稀疏的青草，硬邦邦的石板，留下了一组深深浅浅的脚印。荫蔽的树林笼罩在我的头顶，地上是星星点点的光斑，株株受伤的小草和我一样垂头丧气，面前一眼望不到头的石板小路，身上的背包在此刻仿佛都变成了笨重巨大的石头，明媚的阳光让我感觉更压抑了几分。我甚至在想：“这么高的山，我到底能不能爬上去？”
Breathing and looking back, the sparse grass and hard slate left behind a set of deep and shallow footprints. The shaded forest shrouds my head, with scattered spots of light on the ground. The injured grasses are just as dejected as I am. The endless stone path in front of me and my backpack seem to have turned into heavy and huge stones at this moment. The bright sunshine makes me feel even more suppressed. I'm even thinking, 'Can I climb up such a high mountain?'
想到山顶的微风正转转悠悠地等着我，我深吸一口气，继续前行，路途上布满了我的脚印——那是我来过的痕迹，沿边野花星星点点，仿佛也与我一同大口喘着粗气。
Thinking of the gentle breeze waiting for me on the mountaintop, I took a deep breath and continued on, my footprints covering the road - traces of my past, scattered wildflowers along the edge, as if panting heavily with me.
我想山顶也一定会有大片的花海，渲染着每一寸土地。树根一根根扫过我的眼睛，身下两只脚一刻不停，交替着进行，终于来到最接近天空的山顶，曙光碑已映入我的眼帘，我兴奋地拍了拍身边同学的肩：“看，我们打败了怪兽，碑仿佛被施了‘丁达尔’魔法，给我们的胜利所庆祝”。
I think there will also be a large sea of flowers on the mountaintop, rendering every inch of land. The roots of the tree swept past my eyes one by one, and my feet kept moving alternately. Finally, I arrived at the mountaintop closest to the sky, where the Dawn Stele came into view. Excitedly, I patted my classmate's shoulder and said, "Look, we defeated the monster, and the Stele seems to have been enchanted with 'Dindar' magic, celebrating our victory.
望着那曙光碑，望着空荡荡的山谷，我越发觉得没有那样美丽，对面的山散发着闷闷的绿，白云浅浅，显得天空也越来越灰，阴暗的四周没有道路，也没有云彩，可惜一切都让人触手可及。
Looking at the dawn monument and the empty valley, I felt even less beautiful. The mountain across from me emitted a dull green, and the white clouds were shallow, making the sky appear increasingly gray. There were no roads or clouds in the dark surroundings, but unfortunately everything was within reach.
我脑袋里一闪而过，是那几朵爬山路上的野花，摇曳生姿。“你先往上爬，我帮你拖住书包，放心你不会滑下去的”、“你还爬得动吗？要不我帮你背书包吧！”、“这块石板是松的，小心点！”……这些点点滴滴，仿佛早已胜过山顶的美。
In my mind flashed a few wild flowers climbing the mountain road, swaying gracefully. You climb up first, and I'll help you hold your backpack. Don't worry, you won't slip down. "" Can you still climb? Why don't I help you pack your backpack? "" This slate is loose, be careful! "... These little details seem to have already surpassed the beauty of the mountaintop.
原来山顶的景色，并不如山间小路上的动人亲切。
The scenery on the mountaintop is not as charming and friendly as the small paths in the mountains.
也许我们是为了山顶的风景，踏上了上山的道路，也许我们是为了明天而留意今天，但今天永远是我们人生的进行时，相较于明天的到来，更感动的是今日的期盼；相较成功的巅峰，更亲切的是一路上的艰辛与汗水。
Perhaps we embarked on the road up the mountain for the scenery of the mountaintop, or perhaps we paid attention to today for tomorrow, but today is always the beginning of our lives. Compared to the arrival of tomorrow, what moves us more is today's expectations; Compared to the pinnacle of success, what is more familiar is the hardships and sweat along the way.
风暖人间草木香，雨落成花是告别！也是迎接！
The warmth of the wind and the fragrance of plants and trees in the world, the rain falling into flowers is a farewell! Also welcome!