What about the picnic?

What about the agreed Dafu Mountain?

What about the blue sky and white clouds?

What about the agreed Qingqing River?

This seems to be no different from my earthen stove! Well, mine seems a little bigger than this.

This is my imaginary picnic:

Go and collect firewood yourself,

Build your own kitchen,

Cook for yourself,

Take care of everything yourself and then spread the blue sky in the Woods and walk by the lake.

Although the majors are different, they have similar personalities and the same values, and work together. I met a friend worth making in the front period.

Speaking of which, we had the same experience. We both came out of the army and met on the way to learn technology. It's lucky to be at your desk. You taught me a lot of questions that I can't do on PS. I hope you can overcome your "deadline" in your future work. ...

In this large group, although the class atmosphere is slightly depressed. But everyone has their own bright spots: talkative, lover, man show, singer … Let's form such a big family.

With the joint efforts of everyone, we washed vegetables, made a fire, cut vegetables and barbecued. ...

I have to say, there is a chef among us.

Train teachers to cook in person.

Some students can actually cut potatoes-this knife method is cooked all the year round.

1, never sit in the direction of the headwind when barbecuing, or you will cry.

2. Brush oil on the shelves as little as possible. When barbecuing with carbon, oil droplets will have an open flame on the carbon, then there will be smoke, and then the thief will be miserable. It's best to brush oil out to avoid open flames.

3, turn more and brush more oil, as long as you barbecue with your heart, it will be delicious. All my last masterpieces have been robbed.

Actually, the burnt things are quite delicious. It's not pretty.

Things must be familiar, otherwise the consequences will be very serious. ...

After eating and drinking enough, you must go to Dafu Mountain to digest, otherwise how can you live up to this picnic?

Unconsciously, I arrived at the end of this party, the north gate of Dafu Mountain.

Just like our training class, there are only a few short weeks left unconsciously.

We will go our separate ways from next month, and I am very sad at this time. This big family is about to break up. I wonder if anyone will remember it in the future.

There used to be a group of people.

Do you remember someone like me?

Do you still remember that we all went to Dafu Mountain for a picnic this time?

Will you remember my barbecue skills?

Will you miss it? ...