Rich people's wild luxury camping, there is really nothing to envy

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People who live in the city always want to be infinitely close to nature.

For example, although I can't afford to live in a mansion with a single-family villa, I once owned a fifty-square-meter yard, which became the envy of others.

In their eyes, being able to plant trees and raise flowers is the life in Tao Yuanming's poem:

Spring sows the seeds of hope, summer cools under the trees, autumn cools the moon and winter snow, every year in their own yard you can play picking, harvest grapes, cherries and hawthorn... What a pleasure to enjoy such a day!

Whenever they talked fiercely "for me" about the topic, I was usually silent.

Because I have also imagined a good life in this way, I made a decision in order to grab the house of the hospital for 3 minutes. At that time, Wangchai looked at me like a splurge and said that you were not buying a house, but like buying a cabbage.

I said this can not hesitate, a hesitation yard is gone, the yearning for the city pastoral life is gone, ah, do you pay me?

But the truth of life has educated me who does not know the height of the sky.

In the first year of grabbing the yard, I began to pioneer the wilderness. Cherry blossom trees, begonia trees, cherry trees, hawthorn trees, a row of bamboo, two peonies were planted. A vegetable garden was reclaimed and loofahs and gourds were planted. There was also a row of thorny roses in the corner.

Then, just wait for the flowers to bloom. Water every day, look forward to the summer the whole yard is full of plants, flowers blooming, drinking tea and chatting is not very comfortable.

Wait, wait, the flowers and plants have finally grown. It turned out that the spring in Beijing was full of willows, the autumn and winter were either windy or smog, and only the summer could barely go out.

Only then did I find that where I had built myself was a paradise, it was a home for mosquitoes. When it is hot, you can't see anything, as long as it rains, the hidden mosquitoes will forage for food and engage in production.

Unwillingly, I spend millions, they live in mansions... In order to drive them away, I pulled out all the grass in the yard, sprayed insecticides, and people smoked enough, and they were always alive.

At this point, I no longer dare to think of drinking tea and chatting in the courtyard to dry the moon, and the activities in the courtyard are equivalent to the whole family group to add meals to mosquitoes.

Not to mention the harvest. The gourd climbs the vine directly on the cherry blossom tree, the begonia hangs on the pile of butterfly larvae, the cherry fruit is gratifying, but usually it is pecked by the birds before it is ripe, and every year in order to leave a fresh bite for the child, it is the bird's mouth that fights for food.

Since then, I have understood the true meaning of natural life, that is, tiredness.

The story was written two years ago. Now I turn it over again because the May Day wilderness camping has iterated on my perception of natural life.

Human beings are probably born to love freedom, so they always forget the end of each time they go out with a rolling belt and a gray face, and only remember how beautiful it is in the distance.

That's how I don't have a memory.

Before May Day, when he saw his friend posting a picture of eating and drinking by the river in the group, he immediately happily booked a tent that he didn't know where he was and decided to take his baby to camp.

I made a decision for a second, and I began to regret it when I was preparing for the trip, because I had long forgotten that the trip with the baby was to move, and the camping was even more outrageous, it was a human migration...

From tables and chairs benches to pots and pans, grilled meat to hot pots and drinks, as well as inflatable mattress blankets and down sleeping bags, as well as all kinds of fishing net pockets and toys...

How to say it? Even if it is sealed in the camp, this set of equipment has no problem surviving in the wild for 14 days.

However, it was this preparation that I still lost.

The outdoor outfits of friends who drive RVs are really dazzling: there are three gas stoves, oven grates and charcoal, and oil, salt, sauce and vinegar seasonings, and a set of hand-ground coffee sets.

Ice cubes and cream were also pulled out on the spot, and a cup of hi tea version of the mango smoothie was made for the children...

I was shocked, but he didn't think so, saying that the Mongols were flowing with the blood of nomads, and they were all experts who went where they lived.

Speaking of this, I still deeply look forward to it, and I think that life in the wild is picturesque.

Sitting in the shade of a tree, reading a book while drinking a carefully crafted ice café, children run in the distance, touching fish and catching shrimp. For this imaginary scene, I also chose jazz as a background.

But the truth of life has educated me who does not know the height of the sky.

After crossing the road congestion section by section, it was already noon when we arrived at the camp, and the adults and children were hungry.

Then I saw the dense tents on the riverbank, and I felt that there was a gap in my heart, after all, you thought that the wild that came spent a thousand pieces, it must be a single-family mansion in the scenery, and it turned out that it was all a townhouse.

The air was filled with flying feathers. Before the fire was fired, smoke wafted in next door with the smell of barbecue. Barbecues can't be shared, but smoky fireworks are definitely for everyone.

You may not know that this white tent is cute, but the temperature in the tent can bake eggs at noon; the camping in the circle of friends is picturesque, but the person taking the photo has already been frozen and numbed...

Catching tadpoles with children is very expensive to take with the baby, but it is also really expensive for the father.

The sun is shining, the back is covered with a wild sunbathing, and the skin can be stamped with a T-shirt in an hour. Moreover, you simply can't predict what strange creatures a child can fish out of the river to make you stunned...

A creature called the dragon lice caused a heated discussion in the camping group, and the old mothers turned into biologists.

The feeling of preparing food by hand is wonderful, but feeding a table of dolls and cleaning up the mess will definitely maximize the patience and courage of the old mother.

Friends who want to play a wild river beach really want to persuade you to respect yourself, not four-wheel drive, don't humiliate yourself, all the way are trapped in the vehicle may be your end...

Off-road vehicles ran over the muddy ground in the countryside, lifting up the loess in the sky... What is a gray head and a dirty face, people who have camped can definitely deeply understand.

Camping is like dirt, and you can't escape the whole family from eating dirt.

Seemingly exquisite and elegant field luxury camp, no one can hide from the embarrassment of no toilet in the wild, and the experience of digging pits with shovels is circulated in the camping group. When I saw this news, I was very glad that the camp I chose this time actually had a public toilet.

However, the wind blowing in the back mountain will be mixed with the smell of manure... Natural enough to be eco-friendly.

Just as I was starting to officially experience camping, the camp had begun to circulate, and last night several families fled overnight... So my Mongolian friend added a warmer to his shopping cart.

Although I have complained a lot, I think this camping is well prepared, which can be regarded as a wild luxury trip! And then it was educated by really rich people...

At the time we were roast beef noodles, the camp drove in a big motorhome, pulling the wind and soil.

This is actually not a big deal, there are more motorhomes, Mongolian friends are counted as one.

But! The self-driving caravan also carried a trailer behind it, and on top of the trailer was a small four-wheeled off-road vehicle.

I was amazed, it was also too luxurious. When we travel with a steel ring fishing net pocket is luxury equipment, people carry four-wheel drive small off-road.

The men in the camp were very unconvinced, saying that there was nothing remarkable about this, and that there was no motorcycle (which made me realize again that men are teenagers until death, and everything has to be compared).

The words did not fall, the trailer turned, and a small grass-green motorcycle was parked next to the small off-road... There are also two bird cages hanging on it, and two starlings live in a single room, and their eyes are chattering.

Sigh, this is a wild luxury trip, and we can at most change places for a picnic. Don't say that when you encounter sealing, even if it is a lifetime of wandering, this set of guys is enough.

Nature is there, and if you want to be close, you have to look at how many books you have... Just thinking about it, a small off-road convoy ran over the yellow dirt road in front of the door, and the raised dust blurred the rich man's off-road motorcycle...

Oh, wild luxury, wild luxury, everywhere you have to eat soil, God will not let go.