The sunrise of the strange rock cloud in Gu Song, Qifeng, is unfolded into a tasteful essay of about 150 words.

The morning light is hazy, and I walk in the dew just to see the wonderful beauty of the sunrise. There is a faint cloud on the top of the mountain. Before the light appeared, everything was hazy and dreamy. From a distance, it looks like a fairy skirt floating down for nine days. The peaks are towering, the rocks are rugged and the mountain roads are rugged. However, my eyes and heart have been captured by the beauty of nature. How can I fail Gu Song, who stands proudly, and how can I not witness it with my own eyes?