The natural epic hidden in time, Yosemite Roaming Notes, drove four hours into the mountains of California, and the outline of Yosemite became clear in sight. This land, named after Apple's operating system, is hidden in the earth's hundreds of millions of years of carved wonders, every step forward, is gentle with the natural greatness. When entering the park, it coincides with the sunny day, and the viewing platform of the tunnel view is the first surprise. The outline of the semi-dome in the distance is clear, the granite walls of the chief rock are directly inserted into the clouds, the bridal veil waterfall is hanging like a veil, and the valleys and peaks are spread out in the sun into a flowing picture. No wonder it has become a classic scene in countless hearts. Slowly along the park loop, the wood road of Cook's meadow is lush, and you can see the magnificent posture of Yosemite Fallsthe tallest waterfall in the United States, the water mist splashed when the water flowed down, turned into a fine spot in the wind, and walked to the bottom of the valley to look up. The roar was all natural weight. The most memorable thing is that in the afternoon on the banks of the Mersey, rent a fur rafting with the waves, the clear river carrying us across the lush shores, occasionally glimpsed the deer bowing down to drink, the branches of the redwood forest in the distance swaying in the wind, those ancient trees that stand for thousands of years, The grains on the bark are full of time. In the evening, the sunset is coated with warm orange tones on the granite walls, and the river under Sentinel Bridge reflects the silhouette of the semi-dome, and the world is full of quiet and gentle. When night falls, the clear night sky is full of stars, there is no interruption of city lights, the outline of the galaxy is clearly visible, and the fragrance of grass and earth in the evening breeze makes people forget all the noise. Hiking is a great way to get close to this land. Although the stone steps of Mist Trail are steep, they can feel the coolness of the waterfall up close, the water mist is wet and the ears are singing, and the top overlooks the valley. Along the way, I met the climbers carrying the bags, who marched steadily toward the top of the Chief Rock, the little shadows on the rock wall, the best footnote of courage and love. The park can be seen everywhere, squirrels shuttle through the forest, eagles hovering in the sky, occasionally glimpsed the black bear, and stopped to watch far away, observing the tacit understanding of nature. The four seasons of Yosemite have a style, and the warm sun at this moment, both summer bright, and hide the coolness of the early autumn. Every scene here does not need to be deliberately searched, whether it is the shock of the glacier point, the tranquility under the redwood forest, or the starry sky, are telling the story of natural tolerance and greatness. When I left, I looked back at the mountains and my heart was full of reluctance. This land not only has magnificent scenery, but also awe-inspiring vitality. Those who have seen the peaks, heard the waterfalls, and touched the breeze have become the most precious imprint in time, waiting for the next reunion.