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点击复制The mountain weaves its patient song
Each step insists the climb is long
The moss records the rain’s refrain
The granite teaches through the strain
Each tread repeats the vow to rise
A covenant beneath the skies
The view is not a gift bestowed
But payment earned by what you sowed
The slip becomes a hidden friend
A teacher shaping how you bend
The bruises write upon the skin
That falling is a way to win
The summit waits with silent grace
It shows the path within your face
Each stone you pressed each breath you gave
Becomes the crown the journey made