在人生中,我们会有许多次的遇见。很多遇见只是一闪而过,转瞬即逝,但也有一些深深地印在心上,每次重温都会有新的收获。我印象最深的一次遇见,发生在三年前。一个酷热的夏日,我被爸爸提溜出去爬香山。夏天的香山,不像春天那样百花盛开,也不像秋天那样枫叶火红,更不用说冬天的白雪皑皑了。山上只有单调的绿色,唯一让我稍微打起精神的,是树上知了那没完没了的叫声。没有了视觉享受,爬山就成了一种折磨人的肉体的机械行为。爬着 In life, we will meet many times. A lot of met just fleeting, fleeting, but there are some deeply imprinted in the heart, each review will have new gains. My deepest impression met three years ago. A hot summer, I was slipping out of my father to climb Fragrant Hills. Fragrant Hills in summer, unlike flowers in full bloom in the spring, not as good as autumn maple leaves red, not to mention the winter snow-capped. Only monotonous green mountains, the only thing that makes me a little spirit, is the endless call on the tree know. Without visual enjoyment, climbing is a mechanical act that hurts the human body. Climbing