端午节,我们一行人约好去爬山。山下,四处充满着浓郁的夏日气息,我和朋友也不便多停留,稍作整理,便急忙跟随游客的脚步,结伴上山去了。爬山的过程算不上顺利,因为正值夏日,天气干燥炎热,再加上背着旅行包,才爬了不到一半的路程,我就大汗淋漓,体力不支了。脚上火辣辣的痛感不断提醒着我,叫嚣着要我放弃。旁边的朋友见我走路晃得厉害,好心地伸手相扶,尽管她自己也已是脸色苍白。我望着朋友矮小的身影,对她强大的意志力默默钦佩,而身高更胜一 Dragon Boat Festival, we are about to go hiking a pedestrian. Mountain, full of rich summer atmosphere, my friends and I will not stop, a little finishing, they hurriedly follow the footsteps of tourists, going up the hill together. The climbing process is not smooth, because in the summer, the weather is hot and humid, plus the carrying bag, climbed less than half of the distance, I sweat profusely exhausted. Hot feet of pain continue to remind me, shouting to me to give up. The friend beside me saw my walking akimbo, shaking my hand kindly, even though she was already pale. I looked at my friend’s little figure, silently admiring her strong will,