On the eastern line, under the western line, the enthusiasm that can not be stopped by rainy days ~there is no one on the way, almost thought that the wrong way. For the first time, I climbed to the top of the Girl Peak with a chain, and my sight was as wide as fairyland. Perhaps it is rainy day, the fog slowly moving, covering the whole mountain, the distant peaks are looming, appears mysterious. Although the clothes were wet and the shoes were dirty, the whole body was boiling with blood.