A Hard Journey 艰辛之旅

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My sister was fond of traveling. Ever since graduation， she had been determined to organize a trip to an old temple. Since transporting fare was expensive， she decided to walk there though I preferred to take a car. Her attitude is always stubborn. Finally， I agreed. After we prepared everything， we began our trip.

Our journey was along a river flowing from a high altitude. Our pace was slow because the river frequently had many sharp bends through deep valleys， where the water seemed to boil. The surrounding path is arduous， lined with rugged. We moved slowly like worms inched along， even not daring to gasp for breath. At night， I put my head on my pillow—a parcel of wool coats， and lay beneath the stars. Moving away from the noise and bustle， I found the sky so beautiful！

After I returned home， I recorded the travel experience in my diary， though it is a hard but incredibly important journey.

我的妹妹很喜欢旅行。（剩余363字）