在登山途中停下腳步休息，眺望遠方層層相疊的山巒時，這些被雲霧環繞的綠色山形，忽然像極了一顆顆靜靜佇立的飯糰。
如果山是神明的食物，那麼今天祂會選哪一顆呢？
當山神感到飢餓，便會從雲層間伸出手，挑選心情所屬的口味——
酸澀的梅子、鹹香的海苔，或是灑上白芝麻的純粹原味。

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During a break on a mountain hike, the distant overlapping ridgelines begin to resemble rows of quiet, green rice balls, resting in silence among the clouds.
One might wonder: if the mountains were offerings to the gods, which flavor would the deity choose today?
When hunger stirs, the mountain god reaches down through the mist to pick the one that suits the mood—
perhaps a tart plum filling, a salty sheet of seaweed, or simply the purity of plain rice sprinkled with sesame seeds.