For a spur-of-the-moment hiking trip, whether it's a leisurely urban greenway or a wild mountain trail, everyone can find their own pace. We cast aside fixed itineraries and set off with intuition and courage - this is perhaps the instinct deeply ingrained in our team: observing as we go and making decisions on the spot, letting our feet lead the way.

The beginning is never easy. The mountain path winds upward, sweat trickles down silently, and our legs send out a reminder of their soreness. Occasionally, we hesitate at a fork in the road, unsure whether to go left or right, but the group never truly stops. No need for many words; that solid trust is already there in the unspoken understanding of you reaching out to help me up or me pausing to wait for you, moving forward together.

Midway, we stop by the roadside to take a sip of water and watch the clouds' shadows glide over the mountains. We come across a few relaxed cats and dogs, their tails lazily swaying, and our pace slows down as well, as if nature is recharging us, gathering strength for the next leg of the journey.

When the path is steep, there's always a hand by your side; when in doubt, a shared glance is enough to calm the mind. With this simple trust, we adjust our breathing, match each other's rhythm, and support one another with laughter and encouragement - and thus, step by step, we reach the destination.

The most beautiful arrival is not about conquering distant places, but in each side-by-side journey, seeing how the path paved by trust stretches out beneath our feet, leading to broader horizons.