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Cycling
    2016-04-20  08:53    Shenzhen Daily

    Fan Haiying

   “Welcome to Beijing! What would you like to do?” Zou asked. “I would like to cycle to Juyongguan,” I said. “What?!” Zou was astonished by my answer, “But it’s so far from here! It is more than 50km away. We have to come back within a day. We are unlikely to complete the trip. How about going to the Ming Mausoleums instead? The distance is shorter.” “OK...” I said with a bit of reluctance.

    On a cloudy Sunday, we hit the road with excitement. The October leaves kept falling from the trees or were swept up into the air, like thousands of dancing yellow butterflies. I like the autumn of Beijing. The color is wonderful. Golden ginkgo, red phoenix trees, evergreen cypresses, and many other kinds of nameless trees mix artistically to decorate the ancient city. On sunny days, in particular, colorful trees reflect the sunlight under the clear blue sky. A fairyland must look like this.

    For a trip like ours, to be honest, it’s a bit monotonous. However, one of the beauties of this kind is that we may discover something special just by chance. Along the trip, we found a golden forest. Trees were planted at intervals. Within the reach of the trees, every inch of the ground was covered with dry yellow leaves. The straight trees were dotted with leaves ready to fall. As the wind blew, falling leaves touched us before reaching the ground. Walking in this golden world, we heard the leaves rustling below our feet. It was so quiet still, and so peaceful.

    When we arrived at the Ming Mausoleums, Zou said, “I think we can get to Juyongguan.” The fulfillment of a long cycling was a lure to us, but the trip itself took effort and patience, for steep was the road, and tired were we. Sometimes it was so steep that we had to get off and push the bike through the slope. In spite of this, the scenery was fantastic — rocky mountains with batches of red leaves. It looked like a typical Chinese painting.

    We eventually arrived at the foot of Juyongguan, a pass of the Great Wall. It was 4 p.m., so we were not going to climb on it. Though a proverb goes, “one who fails to reach the Great Wall is not a hero,” we did not regret it.

    Rolling down the slope was thrilling. Zou was so excited that he could not help screaming. All of a sudden, I came to a halt. “What’s wrong?” Zou asked. “Look! It’s beautiful!” The sun was falling down the darkening mountains. The last sunlight radiated the clouds, coloring them with a splendid deep yellow.

    “I’m so happy today,” Zou said, “because I never thought that I could complete such a long trip, but now I can make it! Yay!”

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