It's spring now. The weather is warm and comfortable. It's a good time for hiking.

Therefore, my teacher organized a climbing for us.There is a beautiful mountain in my city and it's target this time.We took bus there and arrived there at 9 p.m. .

After we took off the bus, we started to climb.The mountain is high but the scenery is beautiful.We are so excited that we climbed fast at first.But after a while, some of us were tired,especially girls.They did not want to go on anymore.But some others encouraged and helped them.All of us slowed down our speed, so that no one was left behind.About 11:00 p.m., we got to the top of the mountain.

We were so happy that we did it.We feel that all the tiredness were worth it.

My First Mountain Climbing About four years ago, it was at the beginning of entering the high school, all we students were required to finish the military training.There was no doubt that it was a hard time.Additionally, at the last day of the military training, we must climb a mountain to end and commemorate this training.Having never climbed a mountain before, I was a little nervous and excited.We set off at 8 in the morning as scheduled, regardless the cloudy weather.Being energetic and relaxed at first, I supposed it might be an easy journey.However, as time went by, I lost my vigour, tired as I did so.What's worse, it was going to rain.Someone wanted to open an umbrella, but was stopped by the teacher.He said that it must be an ordeal we couldn't avoid and encouraged us the top of the mountain was in a close range.To our dismay, the rain got heavier as we continued, so in the end we were wet all over.This experience of climbing a mountain was really awkward, it proved unforgettable and impressive.Although it was somewhat depressing, I was still attracted by this sport.Only when I climb to the top of the hill can I appreciate the splendid sights and it is completely a pleasure.