Chapter 272

Mount Fuji wuhemu is a leisure platform located in the middle of the mountain, with a large parking lot, a large restaurant, a number of souvenir shops and a post office.

In the post office, you can write postcards to your friends or yourself. There are many people writing postcards in the post office. Yunduo asks the three children if they want to write them. Finally, Xiaowen writes one to his parents. Yunchen and Yunxi write one to his grandparents and grandparents respectively.

Finally, they bought some postcards to take away, and kept them for their classmates. Every Postcard here is beautiful. No wonder the children buy some and take them away.

There are free maps and mountaineering manuals at the starting point of these five goals. Take whatever you want. Most of them are in Chinese. It is repeatedly mentioned to protect the environment. For example, climbing sticks should be protected. They don't understand the cloud. They don't know what it means.

Maybe it's talking about the climbing sticks sold here. Each climbing stick is tied with a bell with a red ribbon. It's very interesting. Yunduo bought two at random, one for each with Fang Zhe. They were not prepared to use them. Now seeing that this climbing stick is still interesting, Yunduo bought two to play with.

From a distance, Mount Fuji is huge and towering. From the perspective of South, North and East, its value lies in that it is different from the surrounding rolling mountains. Instead, it is independent and self-contained, towering between the heaven and the earth, conveying strength and self-confidence, and the white snow hanging on the top of the head, beautiful and holy, revealing an extraordinary noble temperament.

The beauty of Mount Fuji lies in winter and in the five lakes of Mount Fuji. Unfortunately, it is the hottest summer in Japan this time. I can't feel the winter of Mount Fuji, but my yearning for climbing Mount Fuji is not reduced at all.

As we all know, Mount Fuji is an active volcano, but it has not erupted again in the past few thousand years. After continuous weathering, the black volcanic rocks gradually become light gray fragments. So if you go to Mount Fuji, the first thing you see is not a spectacular peak, but a climbing path paved with cinders, and then a Mount Fuji composed of cinders. This is a close look, so there was a saying in ancient times that "you can only see from a distance, but not play.".

In other words, for places like Mount Fuji, just look at it from a distance. When you come near, it will be another scene. The other world is different from what you just saw. Maybe you will be disappointed, but the fact is that as long as you walk around, there will be countless flying ashes. When you are disheartened, the beauty of Mount Fuji has long been forgotten by you.

Along the way, there are men and women, old and young, sometimes alone, or in groups. The clouds and they followed each other. It was clear at a glance. There was dust everywhere. Everyone was crawling along the fixed road. The clouds had secretly checked with their spiritual sense. There was nothing good here. The only thing that could be found in the crater, but the clouds didn't think about whether to go or not.

Maybe it's because of the good weather. There are a lot of mountain climbers. Also, Mount Fuji is only open to ordinary tourists in July and August every year. Many of their native people climb mountains at this time. Naturally, everyone is looking forward to this good weather. If the weather is bad, they can't climb up.

A few people in front of Yunduo knew that they were Japanese when they listened to their conversation. Yunduo didn't care what they said, but looked at the hats on their heads. It's a popular hat this summer. It's said to be a sunscreen hat. It's a common hat with a piece of cloth hanging down behind it to cover the neck and prevent sunburn. Originally women's clouds look nothing, but here to see a few Japanese men's, let cloud heart very uncomfortable.

How do you think it looks like the imperial hat that the Japanese used to wear, and a few of them are light colored. It's so much like that. Yunduo can't help secretly pinching a recipe for bad luck and throwing it on others. Fang zhe felt the fluctuation of aura and was puzzled to see the clouds playing tricks on others.

"Wife, what do you do?" Fang zhe holds the cloud and asks quietly.

"I don't like him." Cloud said angrily, and then he couldn't help laughing, as if he was a little childish.

"You are not offended, are you?" Fang zhe looked at the Japanese in front of him and said strangely.

"He didn't offend me, but the hat on his head offended me."

"Ah?" Fang Zhe's mouth almost closed, hat? What's this about? He looked at the hats of those people. It's normal. Many people wear them on the road“ What's the matter? "

"Hey, hey, it looks like the hat of the imperial army before, so my hand itched." Cloud a little embarrassed, a little impulsive oh.

Looking at Fang Zhe's strange eyes, the cloud hummed, "well, I'll get rid of it for him." Cloud is not reconciled to the bad luck to those a few bad luck ghost solution, also not happy slanted square zhe one eye.

"Ha ha, wife, you are so lovely." Fang zhe couldn't help laughing. He never knew that his wife had such a childish side. Yunduo didn't say that he didn't find the hat like this. Fortunately, the hats on his family were normal.

The three children looked back at the two of them. They didn't know what they were laughing at. They were all wearing masks, hats, clouds and big windshields. It can be said that they couldn't see what people looked like. Originally, the clouds made them all armed, but the three didn't like it. They only reluctantly put them on when they saw that the people around them were almost the same as them.

But when they really went up the mountain, they realized that the protection was too important. Let's see if the one in front sat down to pour the sand in his shoes. Along the way, you can either wear a high top and tie the trouser legs tightly, or just like the clouds, you can put a cover over your shoes and trousers. Or wait for your feet to grind.

Not to mention the masks and glasses, they have nothing to do with how the sand blows. They can still enjoy the dust here. Ha ha, it can only be described like this. A few children think that it will be better when they get to the top.

Here, everyone can only rely on themselves. There are no stairs, no cableway, no Porter, no caravan, only the cinder paved climbing path. If you still look forward to the beautiful scenery, you will be even more disappointed. There are basically no trees on the liuhemu, and there are only bare hillsides and crowded people left.

With the flow of people, stop and go, in addition to replenishing water on the road, no one will go to eat. The clouds soon surpassed most people and walked ahead. Later, I met a female tour guide, who happened to be a Chinese speaking group, so Yunduo just mixed in with other people's group, listening to the guide's nagging stories about Mount Fuji.