I joined a mountain climbing trip with my father and my brother. My father’s cousins also joined us, so it was a big group. I hadn’t seen them for a long time, so I was surprised because they had grown a lot. It felt nice to see them again and talk together before the climb. We started climbing late at night. It was very cold, and the air felt sharp. I was worried about snow, but luckily there was no snow on the mountain, so it was safer than I expected. While we were walking, my body became warm and sometimes even hot. However, when we stopped to rest, I got cold very quickly because we were not moving. After climbing for a long time, we finally reached the top of the mountain. There, we watched the sunrise. The morning sun slowly came up, and the sky changed color. It was very beautiful and made me forget how tired I was. I felt glad that I didn’t give up. Going up the mountain was hard, but going down was also difficult. The ground was slippery, and my legs felt tired, so I had to be very careful. When I finally arrived home, I was completely exhausted. I lay down on my bed and fell asleep right away. It was a tough experience, but it became a great memory with my family.