It’s the scene that you will meet with if you climb halfway up to the mountain on an autumn morning.There is a clean，cold stream wandering down the gradual mountain like a gentle “W”. A clear cold stream wanders down the gradual mountain like a gentle “W”, cutting a shallow valley. On both sides of the bank valley walls, some rocks dressed by the moss all over some moss-wrapped rocks embedded themselves in the earth. Up the rocks, the red soil climbs the sloping upwards walls and is mantled by the fallen red withered leaves，green verdant grass and small scattered branches.
Above the river, several tree trunks grow horizontally just as they were pulled down. The strongest two even connect two banks bridges the valley, one of which is brown and covered by sticks small branches managing to stem out and the other, green and overgrown with moss.
And if you continue to climb the mountain along the river, you will see many thin tall vertically-growing trees with brown trunks and bare little branches. The sunlight cross these branches and sprinkled shone on the river brook, rocks and branches.
