热情随雨打风吹去 (w English)
Cloudy and sunless autumn morning is the perfect time for hiking,as you don’t have to worry about putting on the sunscreen, neither do you have to worry about sweating too much. However, when I woke up to such a Saturday morning, I lay on bed instead, indulging in the reminisces of the good old days when more than 10 people clustered cheerfully in the parking lot and set off hiking before the dawn cracked. For more than once, we hiked from the mountain to the sea, a 10-mile- plus trail, trespassing the state park and overlooking the peaceful sea shimmering under the sun.
It looks like that those days are gone with the wind. Our enthusiasm has been cooling for nearly a year, with the departure of some avid hikers moving to different cities or states. However hard I tried to revive, the team has been dwindling to four people, or two, and now basically zero.
I gazed out the window at the gloomy sky, and then decided to go alone to the nearby open trail across the community. This trail is actually a very long and well-maintained one, bridging three big communities together and leading itself all the way to the beach. Flanked by trees on both sides, the trail is exposed to the noisy street on one side, but a vast tract of grassland and parks on the other. Along the way, I stopped at the stone walls upon which the city’s history is engraved, looking at the old pictures and captions below with the stories of how the city rose from an orchard farm to today’s richness and prosperity.
I walked for over an hour, and turned back with slight sweat but big satisfaction.
Persistence prevails. Hopefully I can keep up the hiking, reading and writing, for my own sake.