Accompanied by the rising sun, the mist that had been silent overnight surged upwards, forming a marshmallow-like sea of clouds enveloping the mountains. For a moment, the clouds and mist seemed like the sea, tumbling and surging, and for a while, they swirled around the mountains like gauze. The towering peaks, tumultuous sea of clouds, and the glorious morning glow were so picturesque and poetic that people felt as if they were in a dream.