I came here again. Sitting alone in a secluded and quiet valley. I saw a bird resting on the back of a buffalo. I looked around and found that the stream water was gushing out under the dark shadow of leaning trees, and then separated into pieces on a vast pebble beach, sparkling by the reflection of sunlight.

The mountain is rich in delicate colors, for example, just the green of a tree can be divided into three: the deep green of old leaves, the yellow green and jade green of new branches. These three kinds of green can be found in a tree, so merely a word of green is far from describing all. Looking more carefully. I can find the color of yellow, blue. grey, red. black, and even transparency mixed in the green.