Every summer vacation, I always think of the unforgettable trip two years ago. Just after the summer vacation that year, my mother went to my grandfather's house in Northeast China, and only my father and I stayed at home. My father said that we should go there to play, but we haven't made up our minds yet. Later, I remembered on TV that a Jiangxi teenager and his father rode to Tibet, and I was so envious, so I put forward a bold idea-walking to Tianjin. At first, my father didn't agree, but we didn't make up our minds. Dad finally agreed. So we started the intense preparations: tents, damp-proof mats, clothes, food, drinks, flashlights, cameras, heatstroke prevention drugs, etc. Early that morning, Wan Li was clear and the sun was shining, so we set off from Yizhuang. My father and I walked quickly on the road with two backpacks, one small and one big. I also trotted, shouted and sang from time to time. I said excitedly, "Great." Unconsciously, two hours later, we came to the "Maju Bridge". At this time, my stomach began to growl. We found a picking garden in front of us, so we decided to pick some fruits to fill our stomachs. We walked into the picking garden. Wow, the scenery was so beautiful! An endless jujube forest, shaded by trees, is dotted with dates, like a big brocade with red dots on a green background. Looking at the baskets of dates under the tree, my mouth is watering. After picking them all afternoon, my stomach is full. In the evening, we celebrate the harvest with everyone. Some of us set off fireworks and some kebabs. Some of the lit fireworks are like colorful flowers. Some of them flew high with whistles ... eating fragrant kebabs and enjoying colorful fireworks, our fatigue of the day vanished. This night, my father and I spent it in a tent. Lying in the tent, the cool breeze was blowing, and it was lonely. Although I was a little scared, I soon fell asleep. Early the next morning, we got up and hurried on. Let's go. So we asked an old man selling corn for directions, and he enthusiastically told us. At about two o'clock in the afternoon, we went to the Jade Picking. The hospitable old farmer gave us a bunch of big and sweet grapes, which were really delicious. We were tired of walking along the way, so we stopped to have a rest, replenished some energy and then went on our way. But after walking for a long time, my father and I were very tired, and our feet were blistered, and two of them were exposed on our shoulders. Our steps gradually slowed down. Fortunately, we found a small river. After washing our faces, we felt refreshed and walked to Langfang in one breath. On the third day, we arrived in Tianjin. We visited Huasheng Temple, visited the park and ate Goubuli steamed buns. This was my first hiking trip. This experience made me understand the joy and hardship of hiking and the truth that persistence is victory.