Dinner is a BBQ arranged on the beach, a row of barbecue grills that have been prepared, a few simple white plastic tables, a row of white plastic chairs, a few parasols, and the rest is all kinds of ingredients. There are fresh beef, a variety of marine fish, cuttlefish, oysters, mushrooms and a variety of vegetables, and the scent of cut watermelon, melon, grapes and bananas exudes the fragrance of fruit. And you don't need to do it yourself, there is a special chef to operate professionally, and everyone is only responsible for dealing with the food in front of them.

There is no trace of the midday rainstorm on the beach, and the sunset and sunset blown by the sea breeze light up half of the sky. The other half has some dark clouds, but it's not very depressing. The people who belonged to several camps knew that they had their own ideas, and they could do as much as they could when night fell.

Wang Wei, a great poet of the Tang Dynasty in China, wrote in the article "The Book of Mountains and Pei Xiucaidi": "Near the moon, the prosperity is smooth, so the mountains can be passed." Wen Jing under his feet, he didn't dare to bother with each other, so he went to the mountain, rested with the temple, and went away with the mountain monks. The north is involved in Xuanba, and the clear moon reflects Guo. Climb Huazigang at night, the rim water is rippling, and the moon is up and down. The cold mountain is far away from the fire, and the forest is extinguished. The cold dog in the deep alley, barking like a leopard. The village market is at night, and the complex and the sparse bell are interspersed. At this time, sitting alone, the servants are silent, thinking about the past, hand in hand to write poems, walking on the path, and facing the clear stream. When waiting for the middle of spring, the grass and trees are sprawling, the spring mountains can be seen, the light minnows come out of the water, the white gulls are winged, the dew is wet and green, the wheat is long, and the Si is not far away, if you can swim from me? If you are not a child with a clear machine, how can you invite you with this unurgent matter. But there's a lot of fun! No suddenness. But the higher the standard of living of modern people, the lower the things they seem to pursue, and the desire for appetite, money and beauty, power and desire, and true spiritual enjoyment are becoming more and more lacking.

Just a simple word "Spring Mountain can be expected", ask how many people in the world have known and obtained? Grievances and hatreds, children of the rivers and lakes, cutting and untidying are still messy, but the beautiful scenery is close in front of you and still don't know the true face of Lushan. How can this situation be explained, and how can this heart be done?

Lin Mu naturally remembered going to the basement to check the box at night, so he simply ate a little snack and fruit. Mother Zheng walked over from a distance with a plate, came to Lin Mu, and said, Let's have one, it's very good. It turned out to be a plate of large prawns. It does look very tempting, the aroma is strong, the size is full, and the roast is just right, it is really hard to refuse.

Lin Mu picked up a prawn, but he didn't expect Zheng's mother to take the opportunity to hand him a folded note under the cover, and then said in a low voice, hurry up and go and see.

With that, she shouted loudly again in the hope that someone else would come to eat, and walked away slowly.

Lin Mu's heart was about to jump out of his chest, he and Zheng's mother had never been in contact except for today's lunch, and they really didn't know what it meant.

The strip of paper folds well and is in the shape of a beautiful five-pointed star. So even if someone sees it, they will think that someone folded the gadgets and play with them, and they don't necessarily care too much.

So now do you want to find a place to see what is written on the note, or hide it and read it when you have time? Lin Mu hesitated.

At this moment, he saw a person striding towards him from a distance, as if it was Zheng Huang. But because it was completely dark at the moment, I wasn't very sure.