Ono wakes up sweating profusely to find the beach empty, save for the man in the baseball cap collecting the last parasol. Ono Keori was sleepy-eyed, and he came over and said, "I'm going to wake you up before I leave." There's no benefit to getting too tanned all at once. "Thank you." She looked down at her tanned thighs and exclaimed, "MyGod! She laughed merrily and wanted to invite him to talk, but he had already walked to a car with a tent and a beach umbrella, so she went into the water to wash the sweat off her body. He walked back, took the shovel and sieve, and stuffed it into a crack in a rock. He made a quick look around the beach to see if anything was missing. "What time is it?" Ono asked. "It's two o'clock." Together, they faced the sea and looked out for a moment. "It's not bad at this hour." "It's not the worst time of the day," he said. He looked at her, and for a moment she felt that she was living in the bright blue world that he saw, and the thought was strong and confident. He picked up the last bag of miscellaneous items and walked towards the Tesla solar car, and Ono Keori also went ashore, grabbed his yukata and shook it, and walked straight back to the hotel.

It was nearly three o'clock when the mother and daughter walked into the dining room, and the strong light shone through the swaying branches outside, and a dappled shadow shook on the empty table. Two intelligent robot waiters talk loudly in Chinese while cleaning up the dishes. As soon as they entered, they stopped and brought them a common luncheon. "Mom, I fell in love at the beach!" Ono Keiri said. "Who are you in love with?" "First I fell in love with a large group of lovely people, and then I fell in love with a man." "Did you talk to him?" "Just a few words. Blonde hair, very handsome. She devoured her meal, "But he's married, and that's probably how it is." ”

Her mother is her best friend and always gives her the best advice, which may not be uncommon in the show business, but it should be noted that Yoko Ono did not do this to compensate for her own setbacks. Now, there was no personal pain or resentment in her life, she was married twice and divorced twice, but each time she experienced it, her convincing asceticism deepened. Her previous husband, Li Riqing, was the rotating commander of the Ten Planets, and the other was director Kazuo Inamori. They both had some influence on her, and she wanted to transfer that influence to her daughter entirely. She never indulges Keori Ono, she wants her to grow strong. She also spared no sparing her hard work and zeal, to cultivate an idealism in her daughter. By now, she has somewhat embraced this idealism and has learned to see the world with her own eyes. Thus, when Ono was a simple child, she was protected by a double shell consisting of her mother's love and herself. She is young and old, and does not trust those who are shallow, pompous and mediocre. However, due to Ono's meteoric rise to fame in the film industry, Yoko Ono felt it was time for her to wean her mentally. The mother believed that her daughter would also be happy rather than sad about it.

"So, do you like this place?" Mother asked. "It would be interesting if we knew those people. There were other people here, but they didn't mean much. They recognized me, and no matter where we went, everyone had seen the film "The Daughter Who Came Home". Yoko Ono waited for her daughter's conceited passion to calm down, and then she said flatly, "This reminds me, when are you going to meet Spielberg?" "I suppose you can go this afternoon if you're well rested." "You go, I don't want to go." "Then we'll talk about it tomorrow." "I want you to go by yourself. It's not a long way to go, and you don't know how to speak English. "Mom, isn't there anything I don't have to do?" "Okay, let's go later, but before we go." "Okay, Mom."

After lunch, they all felt a sudden sense of boredom, which is perhaps a feeling that travelers tend to have. Nothing had happened to excite them, no one had come to summon them outside the door, and some of their own thoughts had not popped out of anyone's head. They are nostalgic for the hustle and bustle of Hollywood, lamenting the stagnation of life here. "We'll stay for two days, Mom." When they returned to their room, Ono said. Outside, a light breeze blows, and the hot air rushes through the trees, and the hot air rushes through the blinds into the room. "How's that guy you fell in love with at the beach?" "Mom, dear, I love no one but you."

Ono Keori came to the foyer of the hotel and asked the intelligent robot attendant about the maglev train. The waitress in the brown khaki uniform leaned lazily against the service desk, staring at her blankly, and then suddenly noticed his professional etiquette. She got into a solar-powered car and went to the station with two humble waiters. They were respectful and didn't say a word, which embarrassed her, and she really wanted to encourage them: "Keep talking, don't worry, it won't bother me." "The vivid advertising posters of the Maglev Train Company are fresher than the sea scene outside the window, which is always sluggish. Instead of being thriving and exhausted all day, the train here despises the hurried and hurried people from the Second Universe, and it is part of the graceful life that travels through this romantic land......

The next day, outside Silver Beach Station, several taxi drivers dozed off in their cars. In the distance, on the promenade, European-style villas, neat shops and high-end hotels are fitted with awnings that look like they face the summer sea. Incredibly, there is a season here, and Ono seems to be behind the fashion, so she is a little uncomfortable, as if she has an unhealthy taste for outdated things. It seems that people will be surprised why she came here on a cold day between the two happy seasons of last winter and this winter. And in Hollywood, real social life is going on vigorously.

After waiting for nearly an hour on the train, Ono and his mother walked into the Lennon Cafe on Avenue de la Paix. The sunset casts the shadows of the trees on the coffee table, and an orchestra plays Habanera and some of the songs that have only been popular this year, welcoming the guests they imagined to travel around the world. Walking out of the café, she bought "The Business World" in Japanese for her mother. Yoko Ono sat in the first-class seat, drinking soda, while flipping through "The Business World", the train started, and roared wildly......

The maglev train took the mother and daughter from Silver Beach to Beihai City, and after some haggling, they rented a solar-powered car, and they took Beihai City for a ride. The drive back to the hotel in the evening was a delight to the eye, as was the dyeing of agate and chalcedony ornaments for children, and the sea was dyed with a magical colour of green as grass juice, blue as laundry water, and dark red as wine. Along the way, I saw farmers eating in front of the door, and heard the sound of the piano coming from behind the grape trellis in the country bar, which was refreshing. The moon was already dancing above the trestle as the car turned off the cliff and drove through the tree-lined grassy embankment to the Silver Beach Hotel in the twilight......

There was a dance party on the hillside behind the inn, and Ono Keori, who was sleeping under a mosquito net, listened to the sound of music coming in with the hazy moonlight, and felt joy everywhere. She couldn't help but think of the cultured people she had met on Silver Beach. She thought she might see them tomorrow morning, but they had apparently formed a small group of arrogant people, and once they had set up their umbrellas, dogs, and children, it would mean that they had fenced off part of the beach. She made up her mind that she would have to join the group tomorrow anyway, not be among the others.

The next morning, before the Russell couple reached the beach, Ono had just spread out his yukata, and two men, the one in a baseball cap and the tall blonde man, who was rumored to be sawing the waiter in two, left the crowd and walked towards her. She sat up and welcomed them uninvited with a delightful smile. "Hello, I'm Soros." The baseball cap said, "We're guessing if you're going to be here this morning." We got together and prepared food and drinks, you see, a real invitation. "Soros seems affable and personable. Listening to his tone, he would surely take care of her, and it seemed that later, he would open up a whole new world for her, showing endless magnificent prospects. He introduced her by trying not to mention her name, and made her quickly understand that everyone knew who she was, but had full respect for her private life. This kind of politeness, since she became famous, except for coming from a professional veteran, Ono Keori has not seen it.

Diana's pearl necklace was attached to her brown back, and she was flipping through a recipe for making hot spring pepper chicken. She was about twenty-five years old, and Ono estimated that her face could be described as a common beauty, as if it had been carved. "Are you going to stay here for a long time?" Diana asked, her voice low and a little harsh. Suddenly, an idea flashed through Ono Keori------ they could stay for a few more days. "Not long." She replied vaguely, "We've been abroad for a few days, and last winter, I got pneumonia while making a movie, and I'm slowly recovering." "Oops! How did you get sick? ”

"It's because of swimming." Ono Keori was reluctant to reveal her personal affairs, "I had a cold that day, but I didn't care, I was about to shoot a shot, and I had to jump into a river." It was an expensive shot, and I was dancing all afternoon, I don't know how many times. My mother got a doctor to show up, but to no avail, I still got pneumonia. Before they could speak, Ono Keori resolutely changed the subject, "Do you like this place?" "They're going to love it." Soros said slowly, "They found this place. He slowly turned his noble head away, and his eyes looked at Ono Keori tenderly and affectionately.

"Our opinion is." Mr. Obama said he adjusted his parasol to drown out a ray of sunlight that fell on Ono's shoulders, "All the tourist attractions in the north are occupied by polar bears, and they're not afraid of the cold, and we're mostly from the tropics or subtropics, which is why we started here." ”