Leaving the cemetery, I didn't know where to go for a while, so I sat quietly by the river, watching the river flow slowly.

The evening breeze gently stroked my cheeks and blew away my hair. Countless figures passed by under the neon red light. The overpass across the river is perfectly decorated with pedestrians and lights, like a beautiful picture scroll displayed in front of people.

A long time ago, Zuo Yue and I stood on the overpass, looking up at the sky with a cup of milk tea in our hands, gently humming those songs we listened to, chatting about our dreams. Not long ago, I also stood there with Lin Cheyong, and at that time he planted an extremely gentle kiss on my forehead. These good memories gradually made the corners of my mouth slowly hook into a graceful arc, and I smiled shallowly.

When I got home, I went to my bedroom early to rest, because tomorrow I was going to start a short trip by myself.

I tossed and turned in bed for a while, but I couldn't sleep. I simply got up and sat in front of my computer and opened the information I had saved before, all of which were just some of the information I had checked about this trip, including Shangri-La, Lijiang, Xi'an, Dalian, etc. I moved the mouse, pressed a print, and then took the materials and put them in my backpack satisfied.

After thinking about it for a while, I took out my mp4 from my bag, and casually played a few songs and a few episodes of childish cartoons before I was relieved to go back to bed. Wrapped in a thin layer of summer cool quilt, it began to slowly fall asleep.

In the morning, I was woken up from my sleep by the trouble many times. When everything was ready, I walked to the living room with my travel bag on my back, only to see my mother sitting alone on the couch, smiling and waving to me to sit next to her. I sat next to her a little awkwardly and looked around for my dad.

"Where's Daddy?"

Mom pointed to the kitchen, and the smile on her face deepened.

I followed her hand and looked over to see Dad around his waist in the kitchen. It's rare to see him in such a good mood to make us breakfast. What a surprise to me!

"Your father said that he must make breakfast for you himself, I want to help him, and I am still in the way!"

My mom and I looked at each other and smiled, and suddenly we heard a bang in the kitchen. Mom hurriedly ran over, only to hear her whispered reproach: "So careless, it's hot!" ”

Dad smiled: "What are you nervous about, it's not a child anymore!" Hehe! ”

I suddenly remembered a sentence in a novel: If you really feel sorry for someone, you will inevitably treat him as a child. I think if my mom knew that there was someone who loved her dad like this now, she would be happy no matter what!

Dad kept nervously asking me if the food he made was unpalatable, and I shook my head. I'll eat it even if it's unpalatable, because I know it's not just a breakfast, it's full of fatherly love!

Before boarding, my father still told me to come back early, and to call him if there was anything. I smiled at him and replied in the affirmative, "I'll be back soon." Then he beckoned them to say goodbye.

The first stop is Kunming, which is a very beautiful place with all kinds of beautiful flowers and plants. I think Zuo Yue will definitely like it, she is very enthusiastic about these beautiful places! But I didn't stay there for a long time, I just wanted to go to Minzu and prepare to go straight to Shangri-La.

In the ethnic village, you can see the distribution of different ethnic villages, which are scattered and scattered, each showing its own style.

The customs, architectural features, and religions of various ethnic minorities are all displayed in front of us. Not only can you enjoy these national characteristics, but you can also watch laser fountains, water screen movies. But what piqued my interest the most was the small shop of ethnic handicrafts. The variety of elaborate crafts is dazzling. I finally picked out two Dai clothes, of course, not all for myself. There is one for Zuo Yue, it took a long time to choose, I guess she will look good when she wears it!

There are also festivals of various ethnic minorities held in the ethnic village, many of which I have not heard of, and I shook my head, it turns out that I have also fallen into the realm of no culture!

Looking at those people wearing ethnic minority costumes, they suddenly felt in a good mood, and they were happy to sing and dance with them, just wanting to let themselves let go of all unhappy things and let themselves indulge in this ethnic atmosphere.