Watch the morning glow at the foot of Mount Fuji

#9月好去2025
The first time I saw Mount Fuji was on a crisp morning. It appeared without warning in the distance outside the car window, like an elegant ink painting suspended between heaven and earth. In that instant, the surrounding clamor seemed to hushed, and time slowed to a crawl.

It wasn't the imposing grandeur I'd imagined, but rather a timeless, gentle silence. Its tapering silhouette shimmered in the morning light, and the snow atop its summit was pristine white, untouched by dust. I felt a strange sense of peace, as if the sacred mountain had quietly soothed my long-standing troubled thoughts. In its presence, my own insignificance and worries faded, leaving only pure awe and emotion. At that moment, I understood that the beauty of Mount Fuji lies not in conquering it, but in the fleeting yet eternal peace it bestows upon the heart when we gaze upon it in silence.

Post by 樂遊記 | Sep 27, 2025