At noon, the sky was like a wash, and white clouds danced and flew in the blue sky. The Federal Republic of Germany was bathed in the brilliant sunshine, and it seemed quiet and peaceful. Traffic flow was like tides and crowded people. Towering modern buildings were like thousands of sharp swords and thrust straight into the sky, shining dazzling light under the sunlight.

Germany is located in central and northern Europe, with Ory in the south, and Holland in the west; Poland in the east, and across the sea from the three Nordic countries. At the beginning of the 20th century, Germany was ranked as the most promising emerging country with the United States. Although the failure of the two world wars brought serious trauma to this country, with its solemn and tenacious national qualities, this country once again rose in the ruins and recasted its glory. The roar of machinery, liquid steel poured out, melted casting and nurtured, and was unparalleled in the world.

It was June, and the city of Berlin was full of green grass and green trees, with green pine and cypress everywhere. In the green belts on both sides of the street under the Bodhi tree, light purple and red cornflowers were quietly blooming, swaying gently in the wind, emitting a clear and elegant fragrance.

A young man who was about to win was holding a camera in his hand and moved upstream in the surging crowd, struggling forward. It was the peak period for get off work. The streets under the Bodhi tree were crowded with people. The young man carried a large travel package, which became more crowded among the crowd. Occasionally, he would stop and express his guilt in a pure German sentence. The sun was warm and slanted on the young man's face. He was slightly fat and had black hair and black eyes. Although he was not very handsome, he inexplicably felt close.

After walking through an intersection, there was a shortage of people. The young man moved his slightly numb shoulders and finally breathed a sigh of relief. He took out the copycat smartphone that he had been with him for two years from his pocket, and opened the satellite map. It was as if he was playing the first shooting game. From the perspective of God, he took all the Berlin into sight.

"I was a mistake today. I chose to visit the city center at this time. Fortunately, there were fewer passers-by in the last section, otherwise I would have been squeezed to death here." The young man put the copycat machine back in his bag, but he spoke fluent Chinese. "I have lived in Berlin for so long, and I have never even been to the Brandenburg Gate. I will return to China tomorrow, so I will take a few photos to chat with you to comfort me."

A young man named Qingying lifted up the Skoda camera rented from the photo studio and walked forward along the street under the Bodhi tree.

Brandenburg Gate is located in the center of Berlin. Construction started in the 1790s to commemorate the victory of Prussia in the Seven Years' War; on the east side is the end of the Bodhi Street, and on the west side is the beginning of the Plaza on March 28. As a major tourist attraction in Germany, Brandenburg Gate is known as the city symbol of Berlin, attracting a large number of tourists to visit here every year.

The flat and open asphalt road is straight forward without bending or turning. Looking from the distance, the sky is clear and the air is clear, and a majestic building comes into view. It is sandstone-like yellow, simplicity and heavy, showing the solemnity and majesty of the Prussian Kingdom during its heyday. 12 Doric-style pillars 15 meters high are like mountains rising up the sky, supporting a magnificent platform weighing thousands of tons; at the highest point in the center of the gate, a sculpture of the goddess of victory about 5 meters high with a scepter and galloping on a horse, symbolizing the triumphant return of the imperial army.

The white clouds are leisurely, the breeze is gentle, the birds are singing and insects are chirping, and the dust is cleansed.

Although it was almost noon and today was not a two-day break, there were still many tourists walking or standing in front of the door. Some were casually dressed, empty-handed, and only carrying a small package; some were dressed in decent clothes and were dressed in a straight suit. They were tall, short, fat, thin, old and young, and two black men with carbon-like skin color stood aside, choosing a suitable angle to take photos as a souvenir.

Seeing this, Qingying smiled slightly, held the camera in her hand and joined the crowd of people visiting.

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"A magnificent building is a good medicine to eliminate the inferiority of our German nation. No one can lead a nation out of inferiority through empty words. He must build something that can make the people proud, that is, visible and tangible buildings. This is not a show of flaunt, but a confidence in a country. A country with a population of 80 million has the right to own such buildings, and our enemies and friends must realize that these buildings have consolidated our regime."

Qingying hadn't understood the meaning of this sentence before, but now he understands it.

Standing in front of Brandenburg Gate, a magnificent and majestic aura that has lasted forever was already overwhelming and rolling in. The ancient reliefs and golden sandstone all told everyone who stood in front of it, telling the generous and tragic past and the past to everyone standing in front of it. Standing under the pillar of Dorick, feeling the grandeur and lofty building that reaches the heart, Qingying was inspiring, and seemed to be full of strength, and he had no fatigue on the road before. He raised his head, quietly looked at the giant 26-meter-high and 65-meter-wide scenic spot, then untied the camera, and frozen the scene in front of him into eternal data.

When you step into the door, you will be covered with shade. On the inner wall, the German craftsman uses relief to depict the heroic image in Roman mythology, which is exquisite and exquisite, and ingenious. The mighty and majestic power of Hercules, the fierce and fierce god of war Mars, the goddess of wisdom, and the holiness and elegance of the artist's patron minova...all are outlined vividly, delicate craftsmanship, and lifelike.

Although these reliefs can be found on the Internet, their clarity is completely unsightly. Moreover, Qingying came today just to visit the symbol of Berlin before leaving, so how could he turn a blind eye to these works of art? He carefully observed, savored carefully, and took representative photos with his camera from time to time. After a while, a series of pictures, whether majestic or beautiful photos were recorded in the storage card. Just as he was about to turn to the next door wall, he suddenly found that some mural was a little abnormal from the corner of his eyes. Qingying was puzzled and turned to look, and saw a strange pattern as big as a palm appeared in an inconspicuous place.

Qingying was shocked. The relief inside the Brandenburg Gate had a history of more than 200 years. How could it change for no reason? Somehow, this sudden appearance of totem actually made Qingying feel familiar, making his eyes like a magnet attached to iron, and it was difficult to move away from it at all.

"Touch it, touch it, touch it..." A distant and desolate voice suddenly echoed in his ears! Qingying's head buzzed, as if he was bitten by thousands of ants, and the pain was as if he was twisted; his facial features were twisted, his knees were soft, and he couldn't help but kneel on the ground, hugging his head and screaming.

"Boom!" The thunder roared and deafening.

Qingying woke up by the shock of the thunder, and found that the sky, which had been clear and clear, had become obscure and gloomy at some point; the black clouds rolled down and rushed from the horizon. Many tourists who were still chatting and laughing suddenly saw the sudden change of the storm, and their faces changed one after another; while cursing the poor forecast of the Berlin Meteorological Department, they ran quickly to the distance.

Qingying endured the inexplicable pain from her brain, stood up from the ground staggeringly, and was about to evacuate with other tourists, but her neck suddenly loosened. When she looked at her heart, the digital camera hanging on her chest actually broke the zipper and rolled to the ground. Seeing that the camera was still jumping and rolling on the ground, Qingying was shocked. This camera was the latest product of Skoda. If it was scrapped, his two-month salary would have to be used to pay the compensation to the photo studio! At this point, Qingying immediately threw everything behind her head, and even the severe headache couldn't feel it. He took a quick step and quickly grabbed the camera that was bouncing continuously in his hand. Looking at her heart, he found that the screen on it was still lit, but some buttons and interfaces were loose and worn. It was estimated that as long as a small repair was made, it would be restored to the same as before.

"Huh..." Qingying wiped the sweat from the pain and fear on her forehead, and said with lingering fear: "Fortunately, Skoda's products can withstand physical impacts, otherwise I would have to bleed heavily in my purse! Today I was so lucky that the camera almost broke. It was clearly a clear sky with sunshine, but it was said that it would rain rain in heavy rain!" He angrily put the valuables in his hand back into a characteristic leather bag, feeling the inexplicable pain from his head, and had already made up his mind that before returning to China, he must go to the hospital to check if he had any brain disease.

When Qingying pulled the zipper of the leather bag up, she felt it was not safe, so she simply stuffed it into the large travel package on her back. She turned around and looked around. Other passers-by were away from retreating because they were hiding from the upcoming rainstorm. At such a huge Brandenburg Gate, only Qingying was left as a tourist.

The sand and stones flew, and the wind blew. After only a moment, the heavy rain was like a river of sky, and the entire Berlin city seemed to be covered with a layer of gray mist. The rain took advantage of the wind and swept the noise everywhere. Qingying hid under Brandenburg's sect, but was still soaked into a chicken with a horizontal rain. Looking up at the sky, the sea of ​​clouds rolled, and two lightning-like buckets were tangled and danced angrily, cutting through the sky; like two silver-white dragons rushing, soaring into the sky!

After a moment, the thunder roared wildly, and the loud noise exploded!

"Touch it, touch it..."
Chapter completed!