The mountain stands tall and majestic, piercing the clouds, as if it were the backbone of the earth. Fog and mist swirl around the mountain, as if draping it in a layer of mysterious veil. The trees on the mountain are lush and verdant, layered and stacked, extending from the foot of the mountain to the peak, like dressing the mountain in a green gown. The small stream in the mountain flows gently, producing a crisp sound, as if playing a cheerful melody.