Eating barbecue, we walked through a series of paths, poplars nodded at us, small wildflowers burst into smiling faces, and cicadas seemed to say "welcome, welcome". Finally arrived at the picnic site, we found a clearing and moved the barbecue box, fruit, drinks and so on to the table. Dad installed a barbecue box and put coal on it to prepare for the barbecue. Mothers sat at the table chatting, so we tied hammocks and put up tents to enjoy ourselves. In short, everyone is busy.

In a short time, the mutton skewers baked by Zhi Dad came out, which is called "Zhi Dad Edition" for short. Then the mutton skewers baked by Dad, the mutton skewers baked by Dad Hu, the mutton skewers baked by Dad Zou and the mutton skewers baked by Dad Guo all came out. At this time, we were experts in food and began to taste mutton kebabs. Everyone says my dad cooks the most delicious and tender.

After the barbecue, our parents chatted together, so we played in the oven. We added some coal to the stove, took some combustible hay, and then fanned it with a fan. Suddenly, a thick blue smoke came out, and then a raging fire rose. We danced happily, just like a lonely bird flying out of a cage and getting free, singing and dancing around the fire, and a humorous classmate picked up a stick. After a while, the fire went out. Some people, like detectives, look for some waste paper and sticks nearby with small flashlights, break them and throw them into the fire. The rest stayed by the fire as small guards, some used fans, and some moved sticks to find ways to make the fire bigger. Everyone is trying to make a contribution, but no one feels tired.