when are you feel that life is not fair, go to the Mountain, stand there, let wind stroking yourself by mesra. stand there until Sunrise tell you that there is always hope light in life. Whether the mountain will end just as the conquest or being a good friend in the formation of identity.
Climbing the mountain will tell you how humble the haughty, subduing upturned and bending the chest.
Walking down the track, struggling to climb, smell the soil, each playing for the hand is the answer to the puzzle of life.