Flower Half-opening Dating

Too Late to Wait for the Holiday. The 3rd Anniversary of the Group of 87 Students and the 30th Anniversary of Graduation are about this weekend. For this reason, I returned to Pinggu a day earlier. Early in the morning on Sunday, Rui picked up Mei and I and gathered with everyone at the appointed place. It felt like organizing a spring outing at school. It was both excited and looking forward to it. When the familiar face in the photo appeared in front of us, we enthusiastically recognized each other and exchanged pleasantries.

It just rained two days ago, and Dashan also took a bath. His whole body was green and refreshing. Twelve of us along the road up the mountain in Beizhai Village, chatting with interest about all kinds of interesting things about school: at that time, the head shape of who was ridiculous, but not as good as it is now; at that time, riding to school, we often ran into who who; at that time, we all looked silly, and now the students simply can not compare... We talked all the way, laughing, breaking the silence of the mountain. The birds are also happy, tactfully chirping to welcome the young us.

Apricot trees covered the hillside, a tree or budding, or half-open slightly chardonnay. The buds of apricot flowers are red, and the color fades after blooming. Under their rendering, the distant green hills are covered with pink morning dew, shy, like a girl in the beginning of love. We are satisfied with the deep breath of the fresh air in the mountains, cool, transparent, people immediately come to the spirit, involuntarily speed up the pace.

mountain road turns a corner. there are several early apricot flowers on the sunny slope that make us very excited. we take out our mobile phones one after another, or take photos with each other, or take photos with apricot trees, looking up and down with the lens to harvest beautiful scenery and happiness! Everyone took photos and talked about the difference between apricot and peach blossoms. Rui is our "knowledgeable person". He said that each peach blossom has five petals and apricot blossom has six petals. We hurried to count the petals nearby, one by one, as if primary school students were in nature class.

Continue to go up, the branches are ready to go, the trees are full of vitality, spring is coming, everything is recovering, and all kinds of wild vegetables and wild flowers are coming to the market. The February blue under the hillside is the first to bloom. The small blue flowers in groups are very eye-catching. When people see them, they can't help but look down and look at them. They are not charming or gorgeous, and they have their own nostalgia for spring. In the flower room. Rehmannia glutinosa flower is a common, small trumpet-shaped pink brown flower when I was a child. I like sucking its pedicle best. It is sweet and fragrant and has a unique taste.

Song carefully prepared shovels and plastic bags for digging wild vegetables. Now it was the turn of the female students to show their skills and climb the slope and go down the ditch to dig wild vegetables. Especially the dream beauty, with long legs, running from hillside to hillside, like a woman in an action movie, is constantly expanding the results. For a while, shepherd's purse, dandelion, bitter vegetables, have become our bag.

The road ahead is getting more and more rugged. Rui picked out strong waste branches on the side of the road and made his own mountaineering staff to Zhu, who has a bad knee. Everyone followed suit and said it was quite good. All the way through the thorns, after more than an hour of trek, everyone's enthusiasm has been awakened, feeling full of power. We forgot our reserve and shyness, tore open our throats, shouted "ah, ah, ah" at the mountains, shouted out our worries and unhappiness, and shouted out our greetings to nature and our hope for a better future: "Hello spring, here we are, Dashan!"

After climbing Xingshan, Rui took us to drive to Mount Emei, a famous Taoist mountain in Pinggu ". This "Emei" is not the "Emei" of Sichuan, but because its mountain shape is like a moth, and the two valleys are divided left and right like the thin curved eyebrows of a beautiful woman, so it takes the homophonic sound of "moth eyebrow. We wanted to hover up the mountain along the road, but the more we walked, the more we felt we couldn't find our way up the mountain. Rui was very persistent. He got off the bus and asked the local people the way. Then he continued to drive up. The mountain road is steep. He and Yang are really good at driving. They drive very steadily. As we approached the top of the mountain, the road was almost vertical. Rui was worried that Yang behind him would have difficulties, so he stopped the car and explained the essentials in the past. my heart suddenly went to my throat -- oh my god, what would I do if I started the car again? rui came back, and the car started steadily, accurately and lightly, just like on a flat road. At the back of the student Yang is also outstanding, indeed as expected is a woman not let men.

The motorcade arrived at the peak parking lot safely and everyone got off one after another. Big white clouds were surging by the mountain wind, floating around us. Looking around, under the blue sky, the mountains and villages are all in our eyes, feeling suddenly enlightened. We are busy feeling that Xie Rui insisted on bringing everyone up to meet such a beautiful scenery. Song ordered us to line up along the side of the mountain and take a picture of the mountain with white clouds, so that the squad leaders could take pictures of everyone. Dream students loudly booed: "The group leader is not stupid?" Everyone tacitly responded: "Silly!" Then the room roared with laughter. The group leader was not annoyed, smiled foolishly, pressed the shutter without losing the opportunity, took pictures of everyone's smiling faces, and even captured the scene of Song's classmate laughing straight up.

Laughed all the way and talked freely all the way. At noon, Zhu ordered the "Queen Mother" farmhouse meal for everyone. Taihou village has a long history and culture. According to the records of Pinggu County Chronicles, Empress Xiao of Liao was born in the Xiao family courtyard of the village, so the village is called Empress Dowager Village. Now Taihou Village is developing tourism and is famous for its thin and crisp pancakes. If you go late, you can't find a place. The single room we ordered just faces the mountain, "the green trees are close at the edge of the village, and the green mountains are inclined outside." the trees at the door, the clouds on the edge of the mountain, and the mountain are perfectly combined into a picture, quietly embedded in the glass window frame, which is very beautiful. The strawberries and bitter diced vegetables were washed and put on the dining table. They were red and green, very nice. Enema and bean jelly are all my favorites. The lasagna meat pie is tender and fragrant outside. The hand-held cake is oversized, layered on top of each other, and several pairs of chopsticks picked it up to take photos. Yang's own yellow rice zongzi is hot. Everyone scrambled to taste it and praised it. They all praised this kannika nimtragol for his skillful hands. Finally, the big pancake was finally served, accompanied by golden fried firewood eggs, fried bean sprouts, other side dishes and bean paste. Everyone ate it full of fragrance and praise. Zhu also brought some good wine to cheer up. We raised our glasses frequently, one for the gate house middle school, one for the yingcheng middle school, and one for the village. Our ancestors have lived in this hot land of our hometown for generations. Many of our parents are classmates, and we have become good friends again. Therefore, we can talk about too many topics. It is really like a big family gathering, free and happy.

Happy times always pass too fast. When we have to part, everyone is already looking forward to the next meeting. I hope we can "stay until the Double Ninth Festival and come back to chrysanthemum". (Liu Hairong)