More than half an hour later, Xiao Xiao and his group climbed to the Great Wall.
At this time, there are still five minutes left before six o'clock.
The sky has gotten much brighter.
Apart from Xiao Xiao and his party, there are not many other tourists here.
As far as the eye can see, the ancient mottled walls give off a heavy and solemn atmosphere under the faint morning light.
…
The mountains stretch in the distance, and on the Great Wall that winds out, the undulating beacon towers suddenly have a hazy halo covering them.
The sun is about to rise.
The sky is a magnificent red, gradually dyeing in layers.
It was extremely red, gradually exuding traces of brilliant gold.
The sky becomes more and more magnificent.
…
A bright sun jumped out from the horizon. For a moment, the light shone brightly, and the sky and the earth suddenly became bright.
The ancient Great Wall once again welcomed another sunrise.
Inexplicable emotion and shock lingered in the hearts of everyone present.
Wordless silence.
…
Jinshanling and Simatai are connected. After watching the sunrise, Xiao Xiao and his group walked along the Great Wall for more than two hours and arrived at Simatai.
Along the way, there are many sections of the Great Wall that have not been repaired.
The walls are peeling off and the bricks are in ruins.
Apart from their group, no other tourists were seen.
The blue sky, white clouds, and clear sky seem to be within reach.
The scenery from a distance was magnificent and majestic, like a dragon entrenched in the Great Wall between the mountains, and they were walking along it.
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"Ah, it is indeed right not to go to Badaling. There are few people here and the scenery is beautiful."
Gu Youxuan said happily.
At this time, Xiao Xiao and his group were on their way back the way they came.
"Yes, I took a lot of photos."
Winnie frowned and raised the camera in her hand.
"let me see."
Mu Yan reached out and took the camera from Winnie's hand, "Wow, these sunrise photos are really good."
"Yeah, right?"
Winnie looked proud.
"you……"
"Ah~ Coco!"
The woman's sharp voice pierced the quiet and peaceful space, and everyone couldn't help but feel horrified.
Xiao Xiao and his group also stopped talking and looked over following the sound.
What's wrong?
"Ah~"
Following the sight of the screaming woman, everyone couldn't help but take a breath.
I saw a little girl of only seven or eight years old climbing onto the beacon tower. Half of her body had already poked out of the opening in the wall, and her little hands were trying hard to grab the wild flowers between the cracks in the bricks.
It was a pink wild flower. The light golden sunlight outlined a golden rim for it. The gentle breeze blew by, and the small flower swayed.
"How did this kid get up there?"
"Too dangerous!"
"Hurry and take the child down!"
"This is going to fall..."
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When the woman screamed, a man had already run towards the beacon tower.
It should be the child's father.
"Ke-ah~, Coco, don't move!"
The woman couldn't help but scream when she saw the child stretching out a little.
Seeing that the child seemed to be shaken by her fright, the small body was like a weak and helpless sprout, soft and fragile. Just a strong wind could uproot the sprout.
"Coco, coco!"
The woman's brows were full of fear and uneasiness, but she forced herself to reveal a gentle smile, and her voice was soft but obviously choked.
…
The little girl tried her best to reach the wild flower, but she was still a little short of it, but she didn't realize that most of her body was already hanging in the air.
Suddenly hearing her mother's cry, the little girl followed the sound and heard some dust and debris falling from her feet.
The little girl smiled at her mother, but was a little frightened by the unusual expression on her mother's face.
Mom...what's wrong?
And, mom, are you crying?
Why?
However, the little girl looked at the little flower that she was about to reach, and when the time came, she gave the flower to her mother, and her mother stopped crying.
Thinking of this good idea, the little girl couldn't help laughing.
The little body swayed again.
"Coco, don't move!"
The woman's voice was so tight that it almost felt like it was tearing, but it was still suppressed to a gentle tone.
Don't move? Why?
The little girl was puzzled, she was about to pick the flower.
The child's stubbornness caused her to ignore her mother's words. She wanted to pick the flower and give it to her mother.
"Keke, daddy is coming to pick you up."
"Before dad comes to pick you up, just stay like this and don't move, okay?"
"Keke is a good boy, right?"
When the woman saw the child's little hands that didn't stop trying, she was frightened and tried to suppress her disordered and restless heartbeat, and spoke loudly to divert her child's attention.
Unknown to her, her hands had tightly grasped the clothes on her chest.
"Did the teacher teach you not to pick flowers casually?"
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The scene was very quiet, with only the woman's voice echoing. Everyone looked nervously at the little girl who was mostly hanging in the air. Someone had already called the police.
The child's father has quickly climbed up the beacon tower.
However, this beacon tower is quite dilapidated and has not been repaired in any way.
He didn't know how the child climbed up to the mouth of the cave. He grabbed the protruding bricks and tried to climb up, but there was a "pop" sound, the bricks shattered, and the man fell to the ground again.
He tried several times, but nothing happened.
He had no way to climb up. The wall could no longer support the weight of an adult man.
The erosion of time has made it fragile.
At this time, he heard the voice of his child, which was soft and waxy, but made his heart ache, "Mom, I can't get down!"
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When the little girl heard her mother's words, she suddenly remembered that the teacher in class had taught them not to pick flowers.
She should have been very loud at that time.
The little girl smiled guiltily and retracted her little hand.
But when she wanted to go down, the little girl suddenly realized that she had climbed so high, and besides her feet and one hand, she was almost hanging in the air.
For a moment, panic and fear seized her heart.
Her eyes were filled with tears. She looked down at her mother with hazy eyes and cried: "Mom, I'm afraid, I can't get down."
"cocoa!"
The woman's expression was simply more frightening than that of the little girl.
"Keke, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, dad is coming to pick you up."
"Coco, close your eyes and don't look down."
"Just stay there and don't move. Don't move. Do you understand?"
"Um."
The little girl nodded obediently, closed her eyes, then opened her eyes slightly, glanced at her mother carefully, and reminded her uneasily: "Dad, hurry up, my feet and hands are all damaged."
So sour."
Her voice was still choked, but her expression was as serious as that of a young adult. Normally, it would definitely make a bunch of adults laugh, but at this moment, the woman's heart almost felt like a spasm of pain.