Second, water caves, small market mutton soup, Guanmen Mountain, picnicking and feeling the beautiful works of nature. The weather is really nice.
Third, as long as you are willing, everything can always be simple.
The weather is so fine, shall we have a picnic?
5. The long-awaited picnic has finally arrived! The weather is fine, the blue sky is like washing, and we set off for the destination Nanjiao Park by bus early in the morning. Warm sunshine is shining on the way forward, and singing and laughter are floating in the carriage.
6. Camping at the lightning lake, driving in the mountain garden, overlooking the snow-capped mountains and having a picnic on the colorful palette. The red one is Indian brush, the yellow one is glacier lily, the purple one is Lu Pinghua, and the white one is in Manning Park, BC.
7. Mountaineering, picnicking and drinking tea should be the correct way to open the weekend.
One sunny afternoon, we invited three or five friends to have a picnic. We live a serious life!
I hope I can have another picnic with my sisters in the green season.
Ten, there are four times as many happy weekends with you today.
Today's picnic: delicious
When we entered the picnic area, we saw a lot of stoves arranged neatly, and every two stoves became a stove. The teacher divided us into groups, each with a stove. The audience suddenly boiled up, and everyone rushed to the self-help fire stove, touching here and there, which was very novel.
The sky is blue and the sun is warm. The most comfortable season of the year has come.
Fourteen, some of us are busy setting up tents, some are lying leisurely, leaning against the headrest and backrest, half closing our eyes, resting our legs gently on the brown wooden chair, and relaxing our limbs. The whole body is like a solar panel, absorbing the warm sunshine to the fullest, which is very comfortable.
Fifteen, to travel with you, I don't need to bring anything, just dress beautifully.
Sixteen, the beauty of autumn is mature. It is not so shy in spring, so open in summer and so introverted in winter.
Seventeen, go on a picnic together, finally arranged! It's still windy today. I miss you very gently.
Eighteen, spring is also a distant romance.
Nineteen, into the mountains, feel the nature. Instead of going to a crowded big city, it is better to meet a few friends and relatives, walk into the mountains of my hometown, feel the aura of my hometown, experience my hometown, have a picnic in nature, talk and laugh and have a good time. I love my hometown, and I love nature.
Twenty, we girls clean the stove and tableware, and boys bring firewood. Everything is ready. Start the ignition I struck one match after another, but every time the fire touched the firewood, it went out. Seeing that other groups are about to cook, the flame of our group refuses to show up. Really anxious.
At the picnic, the food was full, and the girls were worried that we were not full enough. I'm full, stuffed with beer and coke. Everything is done in a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere. The girls talked and laughed and decorated the beautiful hill to their heart's content. For the first time, I found that the girls in my class are so beautiful. The dull college life always hides those beautiful things, but when it is discovered, it is almost time to break up and say goodbye. There is not much time in the future. I want to cherish the people in front of me and treat them better and better. Even if you leave yourself sad, you don't want to see them regret it.
Twenty-two, the most comfortable season is coming all the year round.
Twenty-three, if life has a switch, then the appearance of friends is a key to happiness.
Twenty-four, I carry the prepared cucumber and want to put it on the tablecloth. Chen Ke from Class Five is coming. She has a bowl in one hand and chopsticks in the other. She saw me holding a dish and tasted some with chopsticks. I asked her: How? She nodded and took some cucumbers. I was so happy that I didn't expect such an easy dish to win the favor of my friends. After eating my cucumber, I have nothing to do but watch others do things, or wander around in other groups to see some local scenery. After a while, I went back to my group and looked at the place where the dishes were put. It's full of delicious food: scrambled eggs with sweet cucumber and tomato, fruit salad, chicken wings with cola, and we eat cream buns together. I ate and looked at the others, and they all laughed.
Twenty-five, weekend picnic barbecue, happiness is as simple as that.
26. A long-planned picnic
Twenty-seven, watching Bi Gan's "Picnic by the Road" really turned the shallow three points of life into profound ones, and there were so many long shots that I doubted life.
Twenty-eight, Yan value and taste online.
On the 29th, the picnic began. Let's set the stove first. I was about to pick up firewood when Mars, the group leader, stopped me and told me to wash rice. I am wronged because I can't wash rice, but I have to obey. Who let her be the team leader? I sat by the river and thought about my mother's rice washing process, which made me relaxed a lot. I poured the rice into the pot, waved it, filtered the water, washed it again, and then put some water in it. All right!
Thirty, when I was in a special class that year, the teacher suddenly announced an exciting good news that I was going to have a picnic tomorrow. The classroom suddenly boiled. At noon, we will summarize our group's affairs until school is over. The next day, I was in high spirits and ran to school with my arranged things. Seeing the colorful clouds in the sky, I expect the weather will be fine and the pace will accelerate again. When I came to school, I saw my classmates getting together and talking noisily. Maybe I'm too excited. Soon, teachers and classmates came in unison. We immediately counted the number of people in the group and the things we brought, and the teacher also counted the students. After all the arrangements were made, we got on a bus. Along the way, we were like a group of happy and free birds, singing in the car, thinking about the picnic place, thinking about the picnic situation of our classmates, and sometimes we couldn't help laughing! About an hour later, we arrived at the beach in Lao Dao Bay, the picnic site.
Thirty-one, the smoke from the kitchen keeps rising, and there are waves of attractive fragrance. Some people have been sitting on the side of the road, holding drinks, some people are still digging out things in the fire, and everyone is busy making buffets. The oil in the pot is boiling happily, and I am preparing French fries. The potatoes have been cut into strips and are very long. I put them in the pot and only heard the firecrackers in the pot. Soon, Huang Cancan's French fries were crisp and soft, and they tasted good in my mouth.