In the early hours of the morning, Pingguo woke up suddenly, and seemed to see the clouds and mist over the agarwood box again, since the incident of the lost wallet at the University of Bonn, Pingguo paid special attention to the opening of the agarwood box before going to bed tomorrow. Last night, it was the same.

Then, in a daze, it seemed that Pingguo also began to have an unprecedented wonderful taste of soaring clouds and fog.

Yes, this kind of taste, Pingguo is particularly fond of, I'm afraid it is a feeling of color, flavor and fragrance from the time and space at an altitude of 10,000 meters, right?

Yes, it has all the color and flavor.

And through the tunnel of time.

This feeling is too intoxicating.

Nature, people flying, machines are traveling, clouds are playing, mountains are quiet, the sun comes and goes but always accompanies it, with its most brilliant posture, the most translucent face, the most gorgeous color.

The moon is even more fond of competing for beauty, and even borrowed the same strange seven colors, magnificently with green silk, with flat fruits, flying over the green Eurasian continent, overlooking the white Qinghai-Tibet Plateau.

It's weird, dreams, right? Pingguo seems to be still sober, because when he came to Europe, the time he crossed was over the Arctic Circle, not the Tibetan Plateau.

In a blur, Pingguo was still correcting like this.

People can't help but indulge in the six-hour time difference of European daylight time, which can be regarded as a graceful life experience, not everyone can feel like this, right?

Then, Pingguo saw that on the plane, a beautiful flight attendant brought a menu, annotated in five Chinese: dinner, refreshments, cold drinks before the meal, wine during the meal, and drinks after the meal.

A variety of super delicious food and authentic wine, coffee and beverages immediately filled the more than 10 hours on the flight.

Of course, there are also Chinese and English film and television appreciation.

Pingguo's English, a little bit, but he can still communicate for the sake of mouth and food. But in reality, Pingguo threw all his English to Java and lived in his daughter's colorful notes.

Time passed quickly, and before Pingguo could even do it, he had to stop the story halfway through, and he needed to get off the plane and leave.

In this way, I stumbled to Paris-Charles de Gaulle Airport in France and met my daughter who came to pick me up.

However, no, it is obvious that it is resisting: Skipper International Airport in the Netherlands.

Pingguo continued to correct.

Well, if you don't dream, if you don't fantasize, you won't be disappointed, let alone despair.

Pingguo has always loved people who strive for perfection, and natural life often becomes very unhappy.

Now, it seems that following Qingsi, having a smooth journey, and being a little bird and a girl, is not dissatisfied.

But, if you are proud to sit back and enjoy the success of the flat fruit, it's not good to be at ease all the time, otherwise, you will really be OUT by the world.

Because he understood, he was compassionate, and no longer cared about the needs, momentum and madness of his daughter's desire to carry the whole of China to Europe.

Pingguo suddenly thought of going to Thailand for the Spring Festival one year and taking the princess with him.

At that time, the mother was still there, the son was not filial, and he insisted on traveling to a distant place, which always made people feel guilty and ashamed, and was always ashamed of Hao Hao Mingyue.

So, Pingguo looked for his mother everywhere who couldn't get through to the mobile phone.

Fortunately, Gu Laixi's mother, who has bone spurs in her knees and heart failure, is playing cards with a group of old ladies in the old cadre activity center.

The old man raised his hips and said: "Be careful on the road, pay attention to safety", which can be regarded as "don't give up" Pingguo, who is also the youngest daughter of a mother.

Sins, sins, sins.

Pingguo's joyful mood, in an instant, became gloomy and melancholy.

Yes, for a lifetime, really, for a lifetime, my mother has always had a lot of complaints about her travel, even if it is tolerant, it will be like those lonely and written words, all of which were sentenced to death by the old man in one sentence:

"If you don't learn to wash underwear, you won't be able to get married when you grow up."

Because in her opinion, Pingguo is a small nose, small eyes, small mouth, and the darkest and ugliest, and a "rural girl" who grew up in the mountains and countryside.

"Dumplings won't be squeezed with both hands, who dares to ask you to be a daughter-in-law?"

"I didn't see you weren't busy, as for you? Those who are older than the New Year are not at home. ”

"If you don't look for it again, after forty, which man still wants you."

"What else to write, and you can't be famous for centuries, and you can't sell well to make money."

The biological mother seems to be the enemy of Pingguo in his previous life, but Pingguo is a persistent person, and all his life has been under her disdain and nagging, rebellious, walking, although her heart is aching, but she has always been a traitor, no matter how she struggles, she can't escape her mother's vicious words.

Pingguo knew that in her mother's eyes, she had always been an indisputable traitor, always working hard to do things that the old man didn't like or even hated.

"I don't have any self-esteem at all."

Every day is living a small life.

Pingguo suddenly cried, heartbreaking, because his biological mother didn't take good care of her until she died.

In the dream, Pingguo woke up completely this time.

She sat on the bed stunned.

In retrospect, it seems true, there are very few things that make biological mothers happy, and Pingguo has successfully completed them.

Because of this, along the way, Pingguo is adjusting his mentality and making up his mind: this trip is really rare, and he must make some gains, even if it is just an essay and a chattering text, it is also a happy trip, and of course it is a graceful life.

Pingguo felt as if she was looking down on the bustling travelers, as if she saw everyone on the move, but she was wasting her time and life idly, at least in the heart of her deceased mother.

The world is really wonderful, thinking that through the clear sky, you can see the clouds and mist of green silk in the distance, but it must be a fool's dream, whimsical.

Outside the sky, there will always be patches of transparent bright sunshine.

Europe at high latitudes welcomes the new day with bright and clear scenery, fresh and clean air, and delicate and gorgeous flowers.

Walking on the street, an accordion player, singing all the way, graceful and romantic.

Indeed, whenever he walks the streets of Europe, Pingguo always feels very unreal.

The air in Europe is cool and pleasant, and the alleys are clean, even if the sun sets, it is no longer a heartbreaker.

Everything is in a trance, even if the brain is clear, the hands and feet do not know how light and heavy, Pingguo thought, it must be because there are too many dreams and not enough sleep.

After lunch, Pingguo and his daughter drove back to Paris.

Parisians have closed their shops and gone for a romantic weekend, but in the window of the small supermarket at the gas station, there is still a tall, strong, black African selling sandwiches and so on.

The mother and daughter lined up, and after a while, more than 10 young men on motorcycles also came to line up, and the sound of howling not only made people think about it, but also had fear.

The mother and daughter quickly bought what they wanted to buy and left, as if they were fleeing.

However, no matter how fast you are, you can't beat the crazy people on the big motorcycle, right? More than a dozen motorcycles, on the spacious road of Paris with thousands of empty alleys, surrounded the mother and daughter "suddenly" screaming and turning around and around, the feeling of being squeezed, attacked, and shocked is deeply engraved in my heart.

Fortunately, more than a dozen black guys only besieged it for more than ten minutes, and then they laughed and walked away one by one.

During this period, Ping Guo hugged Ping Hanhan tightly, buried her face in front of her chest, and her eyes were like flamethrowers, staring straight ahead, motionless, like a sculpture.

Pingguo knows that if you are too afraid and spinning at this moment, it will only bring bad luck, even if you are not directly physically attacked, it will also bring psychological damage, and try to minimize the bad luck, even if it is a success.

Sure enough, in the end, the leader of this group of motorcycle thugs may feel too boring, and with a whistling sound, more than a dozen large motorcycles disappeared in an instant.

Ha, it turns out that everyone is saying that Paris, now the Paris of black Africans, is really true, Pingguo is very emotional, and proud of his composure.

Paris is indeed the world's most ethnically integrated metropolis, and it seems that people from all over the world are meeting in a hurry at the subway interchange.

It is said that in some places, social security is particularly bad, such as 94 provinces, mobile phone wallet robberies are endless.

And Pingguo lives in an economic hotel in 93 provinces.

On the way back, Ping Hanhan warned Pingguo again and again: "Mom, we must not travel without permission at night, let alone cruise the Seine River at night, you see, it was really scared to death just now, fortunately, my mother is amazing, otherwise, I really don't know how it will end in the end." ”

Pingguo also felt stinged fiercely, okay, there are these paradoxes and absurdities.

Fortunately, the French sandwich is really delicious, and with Chinese Pu'er black tea, the mother and daughter happily spent the night in confusion.

Pingguo found out again that the princess was much more mature and capable than she was two years ago.

Should I be relieved, or should I be distressed? A girl's "Yu Gu Taixia Qingjiang Water" like a foreign country grinding, loneliness and pain must be indispensable.

Once, the princess called and cried that on the way home from class, Xiao Ah Fei, who was being tracked and accosted, kicked his ass, and the feeling of falling to the ground alone was really terrifying. Fortunately, the princess immediately got up, turned around and ran, ran and ran, until she found that no one was chasing her and it was safe, and then she looked for her way back home.

When she was younger, the princess was on the streets of Tokyo, and she was also followed by young men of mixed race from India and Japan for many days, forcibly accosted her, so that in the end, she had to call the police. The police came forward to solve the problem.

Suffering this generation, happy future people. Pingguo firmly adheres to the concept of "looking at the world". Although it is hard, we must always support and stick to the end and never give up until we succeed in learning.

Pingguo hopes that in the future, he will continue to fully appreciate the customs and customs of other countries, and appreciate the grace and beauty of life.

Escape from the world, I swim in my heart, green mountains and green waters, great love is invisible.