When they walked out of the parliament building, they looked up and saw Big Ben.
Although today's Big Ben is temporarily unable to hear its sound due to repair, it still does not prevent people from appreciating its magnificence.
The golden coat, whether under the tower or at high altitude, has its unique charm. Together with Westminster Palace, they are like Siamese babies, which are the most heroic scenery along the Thames River.
But unlike the parliament building, the interior of Big Ben is only open to local people in Britain.
After taking photos with he Caiwei under Big Ben, Li futu leads her from Westminster Bridge to the other bank.
Because there stands another city card of London, the London eye.
He Caiwei is now an honest puppet. She almost goes where Li futu takes her, and she doesn't express her opinions at all. One is that she is not familiar with foreign countries, and the other is that she has fully understood the man's erudition.
At first, in front of his mother's hospital bed, the man mentioned the local conditions and customs of various countries freely. At first, she thought it was a bit exaggerating, but now she finally realized that he might have been to all the places he said.
But they are all in their twenties.
He Caiwei smiles bitterly, but she is not jealous.
Who would be jealous of their men.
"I seem to have seen it somewhere."
On the London eye, with the car gradually climbing to the highest place, with a panoramic view of London, a sense of familiarity also hit he Caiwei's heart.
"This is the London eye. Many movies and TV plays in China have been shot here. The last time you watched that movie with aunt Xiao, some scenes were shot here."
Li explained.
He Caiwei suddenly realized.
Looking down at London from a high altitude, it's really different. The originally tall Big Ben has shrunk into a small rectangle, but it still can't hide its glittering on the Thames River.
"London Eye? That's a good name. "
He Caiwei said with a smile, in fact, to put it bluntly, it is similar to the ferris wheel in China. At best, it has a larger scale, but because of its name, its style has risen several grades.
London eye circle for about half an hour, under the London eye, the two people along the Thames slowly and melodiously walk north.
"If only time could stop forever at this time."
He Caiwei took Li futu's hand and put her head on his shoulder.
"You even know the goddess of wisdom. Do you know the God of time?"
Looking at the cunning eyes of the girl, Li futu couldn't help smiling.
At this time, he Caiwei was obviously quite different from what he first knew.
He was happy with the change.
Who says that life is just like the first sight?
"Do you have any money?"
He Caiwei suddenly said, turning to the left.
Li futu also looked up and took out his wallet.
On the square over there stands a bronze statue. It's said that it's a bronze statue, but it's just a man with bronze paint on his whole body. He stood there motionless, his hands hanging on his chest. At first glance, he really looked like a lifeless sculpture.
He Caiwei took a pound from Li futu's hand, ran over, bent down and put it at the foot of the bronze statue.
Just as she straightened up to turn and leave. The bronze statue suddenly moved.
Wei's hand caresses his face, just like he Caizhu's hand caresses his soul.
I don't know why, but this peaceful scene seems to have a great power to strike people's heart, and it makes people feel the impulse to tear their eyes.
A lot of people around picked up cameras.
"They are such great buskers."
Sitting in a restaurant, he Caiwei looks out of the window.
There, the bronze statue was still again.
She doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, she doesn't believe in religion, but just now that hand gently touched her face, from that fingertip, it seemed to convey a kind of power of penetrating the soul.
This is the charm of culture.
This is Covent Garden. It's called a park, but don't think it's really a park. In fact, this is an old market in London. The typical Roman style market is more grounded because of people and beer. There are so many restaurants and hand mail shops here that it is enough to break the saying that there is no good food in Britain.
"I think it's more appropriate to call them masters of art."
Li futu said so.
There is no shortage of such people in China, but they are called beggars.
It's not surprising that outsiders belittle each other, just because the two sides have different understandings of themselves.
After dinner, they took the ferry and went down the river.
"Do you know where this is?"Li futu looked at a suspension bridge in front of him and asked with a smile.
He Caiwei shakes her head.
"Haven't you seen Harry Potter?"
"Yes, what's the matter?"
He Caiwei has naturally seen this world-famous blockbuster.
"Don't you think it's familiar here?"
Li futu is like a good tour guide.
"There's a scene in the beginning of the movie, which is about to collapse. The Death Eaters invade the Muggle world and make a big scene. The bridge destroyed in the movie is the Millennium Bridge in front of us."
The steel suspension bridge connects the south bank with the urban area. It is only for pedestrians. It is light and slim, just like a silver belt on the Thames River.
Because the communication between them is in Chinese, the tourists around can't understand it. Otherwise, I'm afraid they will be surprised by Li futu's erudition.
"In front of you, I really feel like an ignorant fool."
He Caiwei said with a bitter smile that although she knew this was her own man, she could not restrain her inner frustration.
"If you compare with me, you're going to beat yourself up."
Li futu's mouth is slightly tilted.
"I hate it
He Caiwei patted him, and the whole person jumped on him.
When the ferry passed the Millennium Bridge, Li futu led her off the ferry.
"Here I know. This is Sao Paulo, where Princess Diana was married."
He Caiwei immediately said that her tone was a little high, and she seemed to want to find some confidence.
Yes, it's St. Paul's Church in front of them.
Baroque style domed church is like the Phoenix Nirvana in the flames. You can see its gorgeous dome from the Thames River. If you approach it, you will be shocked by this magnificent spectacle.
People at the foot of the cathedral hold up their cameras, trying to record the whole picture of the church. No matter how noisy the surrounding traffic is, every plant accompanying here seems to be calmly recalling the grand wedding ceremony of Princess Diana here.
Sao Paulo is still the same, but the beauty who once put on the wedding dress here has died.
"Go in and have a look."
Li futu said softly.
Diana.
One of the most acclaimed princesses in the world was killed in a car accident, leaving a son and a daughter behind.
The boy's name is Harry.
The girl's name is Louis Windsor.