St. John's Cathedral, located on the Northwest Side of Manhattan in New York City, is currently the largest Gothic cathedral in the world.

Construction of the Anglican church began in 1892, but construction was suspended for 41 years before resuming in 1982. The church is two-thirds of the way built, and construction is still underway.

The church builders were joined by young people who were unemployed in the vicinity of the church, who were specially trained to cut the stone, the building material of the church, using traditional techniques.

As a famous building in New York City, St. John's Cathedral attracts thousands of visitors every day, reaching 500,000 visitors a year. Every Christmas, the church holds two grand prayer ceremonies, each attended by nearly 5,000 people. The church is also home to a number of priceless art treasures.

And now that it's almost Christmas, it's a good idea to visit there.

Sharapova nodded and said, "Okay, tomorrow morning at half past ten, we will meet there." ”

After agreeing on the time and place of the meeting, Yang called a taxi for the other party to take Sharapova back to the hotel.

Watching the taxi carrying Sharapova drive away, Yang Peiqi, who was standing on the side of the road, waved his fist as if celebrating a goal.

He really wanted James to see at this moment, who said that concrete can't be loose?

Lao Tzu has diamonds, not afraid of porcelain work!

St. John's Cathedral is located on the corner of Amsterdam Avenue and 112th Street on Manhattan Island in New York City, USA, next to New York's Central Park, and is the true heart of New York.

In front of St. John's Cathedral is the People's Park on West 111th Street, and in People's Park, you can see the outline of St. John's Cathedral.

On sunny days, the park is filled with entertainers who use their music and their own vocals, their paintbrushes, or simply their quirky but creative performances to attract the attention of visitors and earn money for themselves.

When Maria Sharapova walked into the square, a burlesque clown appeared in front of her, performing hard at her, amusing Sharapova with his antics and exaggerated expressions.

However, she didn't stay long, because she didn't come to hang out today, she came to make an appointment, and she was afraid that Yang Peiqi would wait too long. It's already 10:40, ten minutes later than the time they agreed yesterday.

Although it is the prerogative of girls to be late for a date, in Sharapova's view, being late is by no means a virtue.

With that in mind, she took a bill from her handbag and handed it to the clown, so she could move on. Unexpectedly, the clown waved his hand in refusal, and then stepped aside to sell his performance to other tourists.

Sharapova frowned and thought it was strange, are there still street performers who don't want money?

When she turned around, she saw a short-haired girl with a guitar bouncing in front of her eyes, singing happily: "...... When you're unhappy all the time, the devil smiles. When the sun shines brightly, he will turn around and run away. I know the devil won't be happy because I never frown. Maybe we'll keep smiling and he'll get tired of wandering around...... So if you always feel like you're in trouble, or if you're always holding back, open your heart and let the sun shine in! ”

Sharapova had planned to move on, but when she heard the meaning of the girl's lyrics, she slowed down.

The bright sunshine on the winter morning makes the whole People's Park look particularly beautiful, and when the golden sun shines on Sharapova's body, it is very warm, it is the kind of warmth that sprouts and sublimates from the depths of her heart, which makes her feel extremely comfortable.

She even had the urge to close her eyes and just stand in the warm sunlight and listen to the song quietly.

The short-haired girl continued to sing, her voice fading away: "So let the sun shine in, and smile at it; He who smiles never loses, and he who only frowns never wins. Let the sun shine in, smile at it, open your heart and let the sun in...... He who smiles never loses, and he who only frowns never wins......"

During the song, Sharapova's mood gradually improved, and she began to smile.

……

Yang Peiqi was in the distance, looking at Sharapova's smiling face, picked up the camera and pressed the shutter.

She is so beautiful, her shoulder-length blonde hair is shiny, her face is well-defined but coquettish, her small waist and her well-shaped breasts have infinite charm, like a tulip that blooms in the sun, noble and elegant, exuding a vigorous natural youthful vitality. The most fascinating thing is her crystal beautiful eyes, which are as bright as green and emerald, which is breathtaking. The sunlight shone on her fair and clean face, reflecting a dazzling light, and her whole being was enveloped in this golden light, like a beautiful angel in the legend.

"It's so beautiful......" Yang Peiqi admired in her heart.

Sharapova felt as if she had just had a dream, and when she opened her eyes again, she still had a smile on her face, and the sun was shining on her face. It was as if she had been reborn, and she felt full of energy and spirit.

She continued on to her agreed destination, St. John's Cathedral.

Another person appeared in front of her eyes.

A young man with curly long hair dressed casually, and at a glance he knew that it was a wandering singer, came to her with a guitar and sang affectionately at her: "My life is so beautiful, my love is so innocent; I met the angel in my heart, and I was convinced of it. In the silence of the subway, she smiled at me, followed by another man. But I won't lose my soul because I have made up my mind that you are so beautiful, you are so beautiful. You are so beautiful that no one can deny ......"

The young singers surrounded Sharapova and sang to her over and over again: "You are so beautiful, you are so beautiful." You are so beautiful, you are true......"

This is the most direct compliment, the most daring love song.

There is no woman who doesn't like to be praised for her beauty, and even Maria Sharapova, who has always been praised by various media, can't help but be overjoyed when she hears such songs and praises.

But at the same time, she also began to feel strange: this square is full of people, and there are many performers, but why are they only looking for themselves? Do you come up one by one around yourself? First the clown performance, and then the two of them sang to her one after another?

She was both happy and surprised, really surprised and delighted. She wanted to pay for it, but the wandering singer went away.

As Sharapova continued as she walked, an artist suddenly stepped forward and handed her a carefully drawn sketch.

"Did you give it to me?" She asked, surprised.

The painter nodded, gave her a thumbs up, and turned away.

The main character in the painting is her, and she is depicted in the sunlight with her eyes closed and listening to the singing. Her head was slightly raised, her beautiful eyes were slightly closed, and she smiled toothily. The painter used simple black and white colors and sketch lines to create a sunny, smiling effect, and even Sharapova was startled by her smile. She was a little skeptical - was this really me? Such a bright smile would appear on his face......

Since I knew that my ex-boyfriend was cheating, even if I had a smile, it was just some false and wrongful coping, and the smile from the bottom of my heart has not appeared since then.

Looking at herself in the painting, Sharapova turned out to be a little stupid.

When she came back to her senses, when she looked up, there was a handsome and dashing handsome man standing in front of her, with a smile on his face, and his deep eyes seemed to discharge electricity at her.

Sharapova thought that she had come up to talk to her, so she was ready to refuse: "I'm sorry ......"

Unexpectedly, this handsome guy just stretched out his empty hands, flipped the palms of his hands over the backs of his hands, and then slapped his hands again, as if to show her something.

When Sharapova was confused and didn't know why, he saw the handsome man's left hand swiped over his right hand, and his right hand followed closely, and a delicate rose appeared in his hand!

Sharapova didn't expect it at all, and she couldn't help but exclaim: "Oh, mygod! ”