Our first four semesters of our grade 4 went out for a picnic at a small reservoir in a mountain outside the city.
This mountain is very dense with trees. The two boys are Shen Lin and I. We climbed to the top of the hill and looked down. A small reservoir at the foot of the lake sparkled in the sun.
The day passed by, and the night came as scheduled.
Teachers and many students of the same level who love to join in the lively and troublesome preparations are preparing for the gully fire party and fire prevention measures. All of this for me and Lin, who are afraid of trouble, is naturally standing in the distance, waiting for them to finish their work. In the past, everything has been done, provided that the teacher does not catch it and do it. Freedom, no discipline, no organization is our style, and not participating in collective labor is our style.
It’s our habit to be as timid as a mouse, so…
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I grabbed Lin with a sudden jerk. Hands, is it funny that one boy grabs the other boy’s hand? If you know what I saw.
My eyes looked straight at a woman in a tall ancient costume sitting in the dark woods in front. “Look!” This is the only sentence I said. I was sweating in the palm of my hand. It didn’t matter whether I held Lin’s hand tighter or Lin held my hand tighter. The tension on my side is fully expressed through the connection of two hands and flows, making a little panic grow bigger and bigger.
Lin and I held hands slowly and leaned forward, getting closer and closer. When Lin saw what was ahead, he shook my hand away. “What are you nervous about, you dazzled!” I also saw clearly. It was not a woman in a tall ancient costume who sat there, but a girl in the same class sitting on a mound by a tree, another girl Then, standing next to the mound she stood on, standing tall and tall as a person.
Obviously, these two girls were also frightened by the fact that Lin and I walked hand in hand carefully. “What are you doing?” one of the girls asked.
Lin quickly walked forward and said with a sneer: “Xiaofeng, he thought he had seen a ghost, and he held me tight, haha.”
Fuck, timid. If I read wrong, it becomes my own business.