When mentioning it, people’s first reaction is almost always, ah, the romantic city!
But before, Bo Jinghan had never felt that there was anything romantic about this city. It was its architectural style that made her linger. From an appreciation point of view, the buildings in this city all had a very romantic feel to them.
Chic, elegant and noble, but that nobility does not make people feel unattainable, but rather pleasing to the eye and friendly.
The buildings here have different shapes and the sculptures are extremely exquisite. The exterior walls are often decorated with stone or imitation stone, which makes them look very majestic. But the carved lines of the French columns and the exquisite craftsmanship seem to convey that majesty.
The solemn grandeur has been softened. It presents an elegant style that cannot be described in words. It seems luxurious and exquisite, but there is a rich connotation hidden everywhere.
And this is probably the background of all romantic stories, right?
I don’t know how many people’s eyes have been captivated and people linger here...
Strolling on the bridge over the Seine River, Bo Jinghan held Lu Yan in his arms and walked leisurely.
At the same time, she also acted as a tour guide, softly explaining the ancient stories of this city that she knew well.
Every bridge, every building, every statue, and the river under the bridge belongs to the mother river of Paris.
These are all stories.
But now, they are walking in the story!
And Bo Jinghan finally understood the reason why this city is called the romantic city.
It is because of this rare leisure of walking together with lovers and lovers.
This is a luxurious tranquility.
In the gentle wind, we enjoy the beautiful scenery under the sky together, but it is more worth cherishing than any luxurious things.
——Poetic and picturesque!
Yes, just try four words!
Compared with expensive diamond rings and luxurious sports cars, they are more unforgettable for women.
"Paris is a city of charm. There are countless people who are eager to meet here, and there are also countless people who want to see through the beauty here. There are many stories here. Look, we haven't walked for long, and I'm already thirsty!"
"
When he reached the end of the bridge, Bo Jinghan took the water from Lu Yan and took a swig.
After drinking most of it, I put down the bottle in my hand and looked at him sheepishly.
Lu Yan was not as embarrassed as she was. Instead, he stretched out his hand to wipe the water stains from the corner of her mouth, turned and looked into the distance: "I'm not very interested in the stories here, the people, things, and things here. The only thing that makes her
What makes me happy is that you are here. When I walk here and listen to you telling these stories, I feel like I can feel the breath of your life here. Its beauty is because of you, its elegance is because of you.
, its tranquility is because of you, its romance... is still because of you!"
because of you.
Because of your existence.
Only then does everything become alive and meaningful!
Turning around, Lu Yan looked into her eyes, and said the last five words one by one with determination and seriousness.
The water of the Seine River is still flowing slowly.
The lush green trees on both sides of the bank swayed in the wind, making a soft rustling sound.
The sun continues to radiate its splendor in the sky, passing through the gaps in the leaves and scattering mottled patches on the ground.
Pedestrians passed them.
Traffic also flows on the road.
Only their time seems to be frozen at this moment.
It seems like they are the only ones existing in the sky...
