After the domestic epidemic improved, I finally had the opportunity to have an outdoor BBQ. While barbecuing, my friend mentioned the life before the epidemic and she felt as if a generation has passed, and also exclaimed that we have not gone out for a long time. 

When I looked at the sparks flickered by embers after the charcoal burned, I suddenly recalled that in the winter of 2017, I climbed a snow-capped mountain with my friends in Norway, and stood at the top to overlook Tromso enveloped under the polar night. We seemed to be standing on the shoulders of a dormant behemoth, and as far as we can look are the dark black and slack ocean and the huge silent glacier. The lights of towns in the distance were sprinkled on the broad ice field. The cold wind from North Pole passed by here, and the warm atmosphere of Christmas was diffused in the air. The world looked like serene and beautiful without epidemic.