Mountains as Seats, Cherry Blossoms as a Feast

Following Highway 18, we ascend slowly as mist gently brushes against the car windows, as if stepping into a poem where time flows at a leisurely pace. Alishan awaits quietly in the distance, like an old friend you haven't seen in years.

It's the season of cherry blossoms in full bloom. Thousands of trees adorned with vibrant pinks and whites flourish in the crisp mountain air, as if the heavens and earth have prepared a grand spring banquet for us. Boarding the Alishan Forest Railway, the train glides slowly through a tunnel of cherry blossoms. Time seems to momentarily pause, leaving only the fluttering petals and the sound of your heartbeat.

Whether reflecting on the sunrise at Zhushan or standing atop the misty peaks of Duigaoyue, this journey taught me: the mountains speak no words, yet they are full of warmth; the flowers utter no sound, yet they move the heart.

Alishan is not just a destination; it is a way to return to the embrace of nature.

Post by Jensen CC Chou | Aug 6, 2025