Zhang Xingming took out the prepared mask from his bag and handed one by one, but Sister Mao Lan didn't want to wear it herself. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Helped the little brother put on the mask, and now the six people all became masked heroes, covering their hats and necks, the collar was erected, tightly wrapped, and then put on the mask, revealing a pair of eyes, the little brother thought it was interesting, ran over and looked at each other for a while, and then laughed.

Looking at the scenery here is definitely not a good choice, the wind is full of smoke and snow, hazy, nothing can be seen clearly, the wind blows the wind so that the eyes can't be opened, the eyelashes have the feeling of freezing together in a few blinks, sticky, the eyes will cry in order to protect themselves, and the tears in this wind and snow are quite feeling.

The girl squinted her eyes and looked around with her hands in front of her eyes, looking very interested, the younger brother and Mao Jun ran to the side of the road from time to time to pick and pick, studying something, the elder brother and Sister Mao Lan looked like adults leading the children out to go out, and followed behind a few people unhurriedly, Zhang Xingming looked left and right, looked back and forth, it seemed that he was not very good at positioning.

There were more than 430 steps, and when I climbed to the bottom of the monument, it was already more than half an hour later, and everyone was getting hot, although they didn't sweat, they all took off their masks, and their faces were flushed.

The younger brother reached out to unbuckle his clothes, was kicked on the ass by Zhang Xingming, pouted and Mao Jun ran to the other side of the monument, the base of the monument is four huge white marble reliefs, the two of them drilled through the iron chain around the outside, climbed the high steps to touch with their hands, there were no tourists at this time, Zhang Xingming didn't care.

The elder brother and Mao Lan took pictures, and Zhang Xingming took out the camera from his arms and put on the flash.

Standing under the monument, you can see the city and highway surrounding the park below, and the distance is chaotic, and the white earth and the white sky blend together, making it impossible to distinguish.

The elder brother shouted to the younger brother: "Little soldier, Mao Jun, come over and take pictures, hurry up." ”

The younger brother poked his head out of the side of the monument and looked over here, and asked, "What kind of portrait is it? Is it colorful?

Mao Jun pushed his shoulder behind him and looked this way, and said, "Yes, yes, you have to give money, just one dollar a piece, okay? Everyone is a relative, let's give you a cheaper." ”

The elder brother stretched out his hand and pointed at the younger brother and said, "Come over to me." ”

The younger brother pouted and walked over and said, "Just rely on him to be the boss and bully us, and he doesn't make any sense, and you can't talk about the price like that, right?"

Mao Jun said: "Well, my sister also glared at me, if I didn't go over to designate and be cut, it would be too violent, and it wouldn't be our Xiaobei." ”

The younger brother said: "When the two of us grow up, we will find them to take revenge, a snow, shame, revenge, no matter who he is, all of them will be knocked down, roar, ha." ”

Mao Jun whispered: "Aren't they also growing up when we grow up? What if we still can't beat it?"

The little brother sighed and shook his head, and said, "No way, who let us be born late, blame your parents for this, blame my parents for this." ”

Walking to the front, the elder brother stretched out his hand to hold the little brother in front of him, Mao Jun was tall, standing between the elder brother and Sister Mao Lan, and the girl stood next to Sister Mao Lan, Zhang Xingming turned on the flash, looked at the sky, adjusted the aperture, and held the camera to focus.

When taking photos in heavy snow, it feels quite bright because of the diffuse reflection of the snow, but the faces are black, and flash is also needed during the day to fill in the light of the faces.

Yadan said: "Don't be, brother, then Erming can't take a picture with us." ”

The old brother said, "What's the matter, the camera takes pictures of itself?"

Mao Lan smiled and slapped the elder brother, and the younger brother shouted: "Second brother, let the camera take pictures of yourself, you come here." ”

Zhang Xingming turned his head to look around, walked over and wiped the column head of the white marble railing under the monument with his sleeve, carefully placed the camera on it, wrapped the camera rope around a few times, and padd it under the camera lens to keep it horizontal, and then slowly withdrew his hand, waited and waited, it was okay, it could be stable, so he nodded and said: "Okay, then you have to point this way, this one can't move, you can only shine this way." ”

The mechanical selfie has a long delay, and the person who needs to take the picture can't hold on and can't blink, so it can't let people face the wind, and the position is limited.

He instructed a few people to stand up again, then found a good position for himself in the viewfinder, pulled the delay lever, and said, "Ready, I'll go five seconds later, don't blink, hold on, and then shout eggplant with me." ”

The little brother laughed inexplicably.

The whole family often takes pictures, and they already know what it means to shout eggplant, only the younger brother, shouting once and laughing once.

After confirming it again, Zhang Xingming pressed the shutter, walked to the selected position and stood looking at the camera, and several people shouted together: "Eggplant." ”

"Hahaha, hahahaha......"

took a group photo, and then took their own photos, Zhang Guangming incarnated as a photographer to leave a beautiful moment for everyone.

At this time, the camera was a manual paddle, and a roll of film could theoretically shoot 36 shots, but in fact the technical good could shoot about 42 shots.

Every time he takes a few shots, Zhang Xingming has to put the camera in his arms and hold it for a while, it is too cold, and it must be warmed, otherwise it is easy to damage the shutter and cause mechanical failure, but the mechanical camera is stronger than the electronic cameras of later generations in that it will not strike.

The automatic camera of later generations, once the temperature is low to a certain extent, it will automatically shut down, and the mobile phone is even more so, to play in the Harbin Ice and Snow City, almost everyone's mobile phone can not be used, and it will be turned off after more than ten seconds.

I took some pictures from different angles, and then the old brother proposed to go down the mountain.

Although the wind here is lighter than that of the third-level platform, this is the highest point of the spaciousness, and the temperature is stable in the minus 30 degrees.

There are three ways down the mountain, one is the staircase when coming, one is the opposite direction, go down the mountain for a while, there is a suspension bridge, and the other is the direction of the main gate, the steps on this side are much wider than when they came, but they are not down the mountain, and the next section is on the winding mountain road.

There are also many paths that pass through the trees, and you can walk in the shade of the trees in the summer, so you won't get the sun, but now they are all covered by heavy snow, and you can't walk.

The younger brother and Mao Jun wanted to go to the suspension bridge, but the elder brother and Mao Lan disagreed, the wind was strong in the winter and the snow was strong, and it was really dangerous to walk the suspension bridge.

In the end, Zhang Xingming proposed, go to the side of the suspension bridge to take a few pictures, and then come back and go down the mountain in the direction of the main gate, the younger brother asked for a nail bar hammer, that is, rock-paper-scissors, the old brother won two wins in three punches, and the younger brother was complained by Mao Jun.

"Let's go, manly man, admit defeat in betting, go, isn't it just a suspension bridge, let's play for three days in the summer." The younger brother comforted Mao Jun while walking, Mao Jun looked at him and said, "What's the matter, I can't play today anyway." ”