On April 13, 2013, the weather was fair and the sky clear—a beautiful and unforgettable day. On this day, driven by long-held curiosity, I signed up for a trek organized by Brother Ju Xing Tian Xia, venturing through Fangshan’s Lishui Village, ascending Coffin Mountain, and exploring one of the famed Red Spiral Three Perils: the Precipitous Cliff. ... We gathered at the south gate of Xiaojing Runyuan in Fengtai at 7:00 a.m., and after a 60-plus-minute drive, we arrived at Lishui Village at the foot of Coffin Mountain around 8:10 a.m. After a brief preparation, we began our climb up the southern route... Coffin Mountain, as the name suggests, symbolizes promotion and prosperity. Perched atop a peak at an elevation of 979 meters, our southern ascent, though rugged and steep, treated us to endlessly magnificent scenery along the way.
    Bright red mountain peach blossoms blanketed the wild valleys, while natural stone sheepfolds were smoother than cement floors. Nestled within cliff crevices, a glistening glacier still endured; especially thrilling was when we successfully reached the summit of Coffin Mountain standing atop the mountain pass. From there, the sweeping view revealed blooming alpine flowers embraced by surrounding peaks, further enhanced by the grand terraced fields on distant slopes and ribbon-like mountain paths. The karst cliff formations to the west were so spectacular they made me feel as if I were alone amid the boundless sea of clouds of Zhangjiajie’s southern wonders... And so, I reached out to pluck a cloud, letting it carry my joy at that very moment, setting my spirit free... Absolutely exhilarating!! Haha... Descending from the summit of Coffin Mountain to the mountain pass, everyone took a lunch break on a platform atop a cliff pillar to recharge. After a short rest, we continued northward in search of the legendary Hundred-Zhang Precipitous Cliff, one of the Red Spiral Three Perils.
    Along the way, we also encountered a group of Korean hikers. ... Greetings were exchanged, and everyone chatted to pass the time. More than three hours later, when our lead guide, Brother Ju Xing, announced that he spotted the cliff, we were ecstatic and rushed eagerly to the edge... Oh my goodness... You truly can’t grasp the awe until you see it. The hundred-zhang cliff dropped vertically, a sheer drop with no visible bottom—absolutely breathtaking... One wrong step and you’d truly vanish without a trace... Just to take a photo as a souvenir, I had to grip the cliffside branches tightly, my legs trembling the whole time—I’m still shaken by the fear... [Definitely not for those afraid of heights] It was incredibly perilous!!
    This reminded me of what our great leader Chairman Mao once said: “The boundless beauty lies atop perilous peaks!” It was truly treacherous... Standing atop the precipitous cliff, we bid farewell to the distant Coffin Mountain, then followed the narrow trails of the northern aerial grasslands. With the day’s adventure rich in experiences, everyone returned to the parking lot at the mountain’s base, singing and laughing all the way.    This trek offered views of mountains, waters, and scenery; thrills, perils, and joys; thank you, Guide Brother Ju Xing, and thanks to all fellow hikers for helping one another along the way!!