Our European line – Berlin

In looking down on the airplane, like Berlin, a huge dark green jade, walk through the narrow road, a small, like child left behind in the jungle of a tint of a string.

From the airport, from East to West, take the light rail, from architectural style and fashion, can feel things great differences in Berlin. This is both a microcosm of the city, after the merger, they did not intentionally changed anything, traces of the past still remain in the territory, in their hearts. This is Germany's wise, it is worth learning from around the world: Yongji warning to avoid the same mistakes again. In West Berlin in the street, I saw a experienced world war fire baptism Church dilapidated site, very natural stands in the street side, place preserved and converted into a living museum of the history of the war of the complaint. (It was built next to a church to perform its former function. ) And other experienced a similar historical attractions – Capitol, TOM Cathedral, etc., are all just a little trimming, from which everyone can read these smoke smoked imprinting, and bomb crater left by. Who dares to face Germany, never shy away from historical, didn't care for Potamogeton crispus. The ruins of war, the reconstruction of homes on the heap, in short time, once again become a world economic power, the great, the indomitable spirit of the Germanic peoples, people from the bottom of my sincere admiration. Berlin to feel whole to quiet beauty. From time to time he replaced with old and new faces, the people's eyes, heart, let you keep thinking, precipitation. Standing on the street, I can clearly feel that he has experienced the trauma of yesterday, but also very pleasantly surprised to see that he's handsome, prefer to be full of desires and passions of the soul.

Everywhere, I did not change aims to find delicious.

In the Berlin Street, there are so many hundred years old since the number of restaurants (they introduce themselves on the flyers are so wrote, I think water is not too much, or I can complain about them. ), We found it in the meantime half open-air shop, go eat steak dinner. Good, we sat there quietly waiting to steal with starry eyes flicking the other guests of the food on the table. Soon, our stuff served, to me this frail man woman front plate, placed with two large block size to long, with sweet sauce steak, the dish is also too small. But my companion, a tall man, a man with a beard, a 5, 6-year-old child Palm-sized steak, just pathetic lying in front of him a central disc. Guests at the next table, and waiters are couldn't help laugh, finally, we turn to laugh.