“山,快马加鞭未下鞍。惊回首,离天三尺三。山,刺破青天锷未残,天欲坠,赖以拄其间。”这是伟人对山的观感。山在人的眼里,始终充满着神秘和向往。经万世风雨洗礼,任千年沧桑变幻,山无言,以自身的高度和不变的容颜立于世间,巍峨屹立,铁骨铮铮,让懦者望而生叹,唤勇者向上登攀。山,给人以力量,予人以胆量,赋人以容量,成人以气量。胸怀虽硬但与 “Mountain, a whirlwind is not saddle .Surfing back, from the sky three feet .Mountain, piercing the sky is not broken, the sky, depending on me. ” This is the great man on the mountain. Mountain in the eyes of people, always full of mystery and yearning. After years of baptism of wind and rain, thousands of years of vicissitudes of change, mountains silent, with its own height and unchanging appearance in the world, towering stand, iron clank clank, so that the cowardly hope and sigh, call the brave climb up. Mountain, giving strength, giving guts, giving capacity, adult capacity. Though hard but with