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The terrain is shaped I'm going by my memory of that mountain. The rugged mountain road, which starts out near the lake, forks as it climbs up the road. The top of the hill is planted with many flowers. Further down the mountain you will come across a resting pavilion.
Brainstorm；
Lake; rugged; not easy to walk on; ste//ep; foggy; wet
Flowers; "ghosts", non-realistic, romanticised, childhood memories.

But the next thing I did was just a series of things that didn't fit this mountain. A Ferris wheel, lots of alien flowers. This all came from my memories of going to a garden with my grandmother, which was all kinds of shaped flowers; and also going to a Ferris wheel with my grandmother. But so much time has passed that I can only vaguely describe these scenes.