What happened in the summer of 2020

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When the car stopped at the door of the house, my parents were already waiting outside.

One day, I got out of the car and greeted my parents.

As a guest, he said he was really disturbed, but he breathed the morning air comfortably and looked around the small courtyard.

On the contrary, it was my parents and I who seemed cautious. Maybe we all have our own guesses.

At this time, the domestic dog ran out from the backyard and barked at a certain person.

One still thought it was a sign of welcome, so with my mother's consent, he threw it a sausage that was not eaten on the train.

Hmph, it really was easily bought.

During breakfast, Dad asked a few questions, as if to regain some feeling of being the host.

I said: A certain person wants to come over to the mountain to have a look.

Dad said: There are no people on the mountain now, and the resort we built before has also closed down.

Then I made two phone calls to confirm that there was nothing to do there, and to help arrange the itinerary.

I told my dad not to worry about it, we just took a look around and just rode a bicycle.

My father blamed me for my rash tone, saying that it was hard for me to come here.

My mother was worried about the two of us going up the mountain, and wanted to help call some friends.

For the kindness of parents, a certain dog leg accepted it, but he pretended to be a wolf with a big tail and said that he was a photographer. The purpose of coming this time was to capture some mountain scenery, so he wanted to ride a bicycle and follow his feelings.

Since it is a matter of the photography circle, after my father scolded me for not knowing how to treat guests, he said that he would no longer interfere.

So, after breakfast, the dew subsided, and we set off.

I ride a bicycle that is commonly used at home, and a certain person rides a [-]-bar that was rolled out from the warehouse.

When I came back to the countryside from the outside, I felt that everything was a little dwarfed, and after a certain set off, it seemed that even the road had shrunk.

I greeted a few people along the way.

A certain person also wanted to participate, but I took it away with a word.

In fact, I have been outside all year round, and I have gradually become unfamiliar with the people in my hometown.

It is more comfortable to ride on the quiet dirt road outside the village.

Our place is actually just a remnant of a certain mountain. A few years ago, someone built a resort on a whim.

The actual passenger flow is very small, and now that there is an epidemic, no one comes to play.

In the quiet countryside and mountains, there may be no other people except me and a certain person.

Something new to this real country.

Even the small fish with patterns in the creek beside the dirt road has become a rare species in his eyes.

I said: When I was a child, I caught this small fish and fed it to the chickens.

In the field, there are common red dragonflies that land on Polygonum corn.

Some say it is different from the dragonflies in Shanghai.

I said: When I was a child, I caught this kind of dragonfly and brought it home to feed the chickens.

One said: Why can't your chickens eat corn well!

In fact, I also felt that I was ignorant when I was a child, and I was very sorry for the little animals.

One said: This time is your journey of redemption.

Well, when he gets bitten by bugs on the mountain, I will definitely not remind him.

Ride to the foot of the mountain, throw the bicycle into the grass, and then you can only rely on walking.

The mountain road is shady, with overlapping branches and leaves above the head, and green grass and wild flowers under the feet.

A certain one was like a curious baby, asking me what this flower is and what that tree is, thanks to which I can still recognize some.

But when it comes to edible wild fruits, he is more cautious.

He also distrusted the mushrooms under the pine tree.

I slander: City people really are city people.

When he sees mountains, he sees the scenery.

Unlike me, it's all about pragmatism.But now it is just autumn, and many wild fruits are not yet ripe, and the sorbet is still sour than before.

When I came to a mountainside, there was a compound built with red bricks.

The courtyard wall is very high and old. When I was a child, I often came here to play with my friends, but the guards were so fierce at that time that we never managed to climb in once.I only heard that sika deer are raised there, but I have never seen a deer.

Relying on his height, a certain one stood on tiptoe and looked in, but said nothing.

We climbed to the top of the wall and patrolled around the wall for a week.

The inside has long been abandoned.

When I was a child, I thought this place was mysterious.

One said: Were you very naughty when you were young?

Not really, I said: Although I go fishing in the river and steal melons in the fields, I am still a good boy overall, right?

Jumping off the wall, we continued to climb up the mountain.

The mountain road is getting narrower and narrower, and there are tunnels formed by the impact of mountain torrents.

I said: In winter, this trail is filled up by wind and snow, and it freezes into a snow shell.When I heard about the epidemic, villagers were not allowed to gather to play cards, and many people went to the mountains to play in the snow.

One said: I really want to come back in winter, and I want to set off firecrackers in the countryside during the Chinese New Year.

Set off firecrackers?I do not like.If a certain person comes, the task of setting off firecrackers on New Year's Eve can be given to him.

Finally climbed to the top of the mountain.

The wind is stronger at the top of the mountain, and the trees seem to be taller.

Looking into the distance, you can see the reservoir and resorts falling on the col.

Turning to the shaded side of the mountain, you can see the small village and farmland next door.

A certain person took a few photos, and the signal was still OK. He said he would send the photos to his dad.

Then his dad sent a video, and a certain person said to show him the scenery, and I also appeared in the scenery.

I remember that there used to be a particularly strong old vine on the top of this mountain.

I looked for it, and it was still there.

When I was a child, I was able to swing on a vine, but now I try it, and the weight is still bearable.

I felt dangerous at first, but it was fun to watch me swing around, and I couldn't help but pick a vine to swing.

He swung a few times, and it was fun to cry.

Then the vine snapped.

He crawled out from the grass, with a lot of cockleburs glued to his plaid shirt, looking a little funny.

Seeing me taking pleasure in my misfortune, he hugged me and tried to rub cocklebur on me.

Rubbling and rubbing, he suddenly stopped moving.

I said: what's wrong?

He put his neck on my shoulder and whispered: I think I saw a deer.

deer?

I also want to see.

But afraid of alarming the deer.

A certain person and I maintained our hugging position and turned slightly.

Oh!

Really!

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw it!

The deer was standing among the bushes not far away, and it seemed to be looking at me and a certain person.

Of course I can't see its eyes clearly, but I think its appearance is full of curiosity.

Are deer so courageous?

I whispered to someone.

But it didn't feel right.

This...maybe it's a roe deer?

Roe deer?

A certain said that he had never seen a roe deer and wanted to see it again.

We changed the angle a little more.

Then I heard a gust of wind and grass.

The deer or roe deer just ran away and disappeared.

Only me and a certain idiot were left in the same place, as if the encounter that could only happen once in a lifetime ended in such a hasty way, I felt a little pity.

We silently picked the cockleburs on each other's clothes.

But we must all be thinking about the roe deer just now.

Why did it only pass for a short while, but I felt that I was so naive just now when I was swinging on the swing.

It seems that a roe deer changed the BGM in the mountains.

It seems that people suddenly become calm.

Of course, the peaceful years of seeing roe deer in the depths of the forest did not last long.

When we went down the hill, the slope made people run uncontrollably.

I ran until my heart jumped up.

Moreover, it is really dangerous.

We held hands and dragged each other to slow down.

The mountain wind blew past my ears.

Branches and leaves flashed before my eyes.

The light and shadow flew by, and I couldn't help but think of the night of Qixi Festival.

I thought of the grove by the lake that night, and the stage and screen of the wedding.

Questions and memories flashing across the screen.

At that time, a certain hand and I held hands very tightly.

At that time, were we afraid that we would not be able to catch each other?