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Whenever I start climbing mountains, I find an exciting feeling in my heart. What can I see at the top of the mountain? This is a sort of treasure of mountains. At the time, it looked like a hill rather than a mountain. But, still I felt thrill when I walked through a wooden bridge over a transparent stream. A treasure was there. A smoke was rising from a house beside the clear blue lakes on the dark and light green ground. You can see the blue sky between the dynamic clouds. That was definitely an unspoilt scenery. At the top of the mountain, the sunshine came down between the blue sky and the grey clouds. The chilly air carrid by the strong wind kept my body sensitive. I could find a mystic atmosphere when I stood next to a stone block tower built by someone to show the top of the mountain.
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A couple of sheep ate the grass peacefully. They didn't care if it's chilly, windy and even rainy. I realised that they were much stronger than human against bitter nature although they look pretty not fierce at all. The surface of the lake was a mirror. The slight movement of the water reminded me the time going slowly. Calmly and quietly, the lake healed the noise of a city which had remained in my body. At the end of the day, I had got to fill my stomach with foods, of course. I was served with a very nice food and a pint of shandy at a pub, which was a slender building painted impressive black and white.

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