Back mountain.
Rolling, undulating waves of pine and fir trees stretched into the distance. A mountain spring hid within the dense forest, its plunging waterfall rolling down like a beaded curtain. Ten thousand water droplets wove together into silver threads, and at the bottom of the ravine, the water roared, sending white mists billowing into the air.
Farther away, mountains, streams, trees, and rocks nestled against one another, while the air was filled with a rich fragrance of flowers and the scent of damp earth.
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