When our car entered the glacier, the sky began to change its face, and it rained just a few steps up the mountain road. We were afraid to miss a rare opportunity, so we decided to ride on the motorcycle of three local Kazakh boys. One rides two people, and the old dragon has a high rebellion and does not climb up, leaving five of us heading for the top of the mountain. I was taken up by a young man who looked under 17 years old. He was nervous and muttered. Especially when he started, he only heard the roar of the motorcycle but didn't move. I was a little worried, but I didn't give up. You have to comfort yourself that you have a natural face and it will be all right. Raindrops gradually evolved into ice beads, which hurt people's faces. Their cheeks were so hot that they were numb that they couldn't even open their eyes. They really drove with one eye open and one eye closed. Raindrops fell on their stormwear and clattered. Especially, there were steep peaks on both sides. The roads were muddy and rubble paved. Motorcycles could be turned upside down as they drove past. God, this test is too strong, just the first day of travel ah so tortured us. It's hard to get out of the car and push when the throttle doesn't go up.