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There were no flowers in this issue. I lied to you. I didn’t go to the flower market. I went hiking. I couldn’t help but want to go when I saw the activities going out. Hiking is addictive, and I responded to what my teammates said when I went hiking for the first time: "There are only zero and countless hikes." After breaking "zero", I continued to realize and practice those countless times. This is the first time I wrote about a one-day round-trip hiking trip, because the snow scenery was so beautiful and the experience on the road left a deep impression on me.
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It was raining when we set off from Chengdu that morning. It was also rainy along the way, and it snowed heavily when we went up the mountain. The people next to me were more talkative and chatted along the way, but I didn’t feel motion sick at all. On the way up the mountain, snow turned to water and ice, making the car slippery and the bus stopped and stopped. I walked to the back and put on snow chains before walking up a little. So while we were parking the car and waiting, we all had road meals. It was the first time I saw someone bringing braised pork and chicken wings while hiking, but it was really delicious. I might bring some meat with me next time I go hiking.
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(Haiertang was not located, but Balang Mountain next to it was located)
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No matter how noisy and flashy the world is, there are always people who calmly write poems, miss distant places, or put on their backpacks and travel thousands of miles. We are on the road every day, on the way to work, on the way home, on the way to eat. What do you think, why do we repeat the same path every day instead of upgrading to fight monsters and keep moving forward? Recently, someone talked to me a lot, talking about all kinds of things. When I asked him how long it had been piled up, he said it had been piled up for several years. I sank into the night behind the street and responded patiently. I am here whether you are here or not. Maybe I have been chasing something that does not exist, but as long as I am satisfied in my heart.
You know, how precious it is to have someone to love you.
In the same season, Haier, Taipa and Chengdu.