Male god collapses daily

There is no need to choose carefully, outside the train window in Switzerland, almost always looking at the past, it is a wonderful painting.

This country is like a pearl that God accidentally left behind on earth, shining with dazzling brilliance.

Although in Fenghe's mind, no matter where the scenery is, it is better than the great rivers and mountains of the motherland, but looking at such a beautiful scenery, even he will sincerely appreciate it.

It is completely different from Dazhonghuajia. It is as pure and beautiful as a western fairy tale, and it is also so beautiful that it makes people enchanted.

"It's really beautiful." Even Ru Qiyuan, who has little perception of the scenery, couldn't help lying on the car window, admiring the scenery along the way.

"Switzerland's natural scenery is more famous than its cultural scenery," Liu said, sitting opposite Kirihara, and popularized the train line, "and this line is called the golden scenic line of Switzerland. The laying of the train line and the The planning is unique..."

"The place names you mentioned are so awkward, Yanagi." Lying on the seat behind Liu, Marui blew a bubble.

"You think it's because of the unfamiliarity and the long syllables of the pronunciation." Liu turned around and said.

Feng He was sitting by the window on the other side across the aisle. While watching the scenery, he didn't forget to listen to Xia Liu's explanation. When he heard this, he turned around and said, "I should be familiar with it after listening to it a few times."

"It's too difficult." Marui shook his head, "Forget it, I'll just listen to Liu." Anyway, he doesn't need to find Luji by himself.

"Haha, has Senpai Marui given up already?" Kirihara turned his head and smiled at this moment.

Marui rolled his eyes, "Then do you remember the name of the place you passed by just now?"

"Ah? This..." The little kelp got stuck.

Fenghe suppressed her smile when she heard the words, then turned her head and asked Sanada who was sitting opposite her, "Does Sanada remember?"

Sanada held back until his whole body almost trembled, "...too slack!"

This time Fenghe had to pretend to turn his head to look at the scenery, so as not to laugh directly.

To be honest, he only listened to Liu once, and he didn't remember it himself, but Sanada's appearance was really interesting.

Talking and laughing along the way, along the train, these teenagers enjoyed the beauty and gifts of nature along the way.

In the lower latitudes, there are endless greens, and dreamy cabins dotted among them.

Probably before seeing this piece of green, it is difficult for anyone to imagine that green can be so pure and full of changes.

At higher latitudes, there are peaks covered with snow all year round.

If there is a lake, the jasper-like lake water reflects the snow-capped peaks. You don’t need to look for the beautiful scenery deliberately. No matter which direction you look, those beautiful scenery will crash into your eyes and stay in your heart.

Whether it is painting or photography, there is no such thing as the precision of the human eye and the vividness of the human heart. Only by seeing with the eyes and feeling with the heart can we appreciate such a beautiful beauty.

It's just a pity that although it's already the beginning of winter, there is still very little snow on the snow-capped mountains, so these teenagers cannot experience the famous Swiss skiing.

But maybe no matter when you leave a little regret, what is left in the imperfection is an opportunity to come back next time.

By the time they reach Geneva at the other end of Switzerland, Fenghe's overseas training will come to an end.

Compared with reluctance, Fenghe feels that he is more happy to go back, after all, even he is about to fall into despair when it comes to Swiss food.

And he felt that not only him, but also other people can play happily and look happy when they go back. There must be such a factor.

After all, people have to eat. After eating unpalatable food for many days, they feel the importance of delicious food.

Well, when I go back, I will tell my mother to cook hot pot.

Probably because the look in Fenghe's eyes was so obvious that even Buer could see it when he turned his head to prepare to say something.

The chestnut-haired genius chuckled, "Feng Jiang looks very happy."

Feng Hexun looked over at the reputation, "Well, I can go home now." There are family members and hot pot waiting for him, "You should also want to go back, right?" He felt that Buer was also in a good mood.

Fuji nodded his chin, and then his eyes rolled up, "I haven't eaten wasabi sushi for a long time, I miss it a bit."

What is there to miss about that kind of thing, even if you never eat it, you won’t feel regretful!

After uttering something in his heart, Fenghe followed his usual style and replied lightly, "Ah." He had worked so hard to maintain his personality when he went to eat with Fuji, so he had a little bit of wasabi sushi. I have no good feelings.

Bu Er turned his head and smiled, "Do you want to eat together when you get back?"

Feng He, who already knew what kind of style her friend was like, refused without even thinking about it, "Thank you, but there's no need."

It's not that he can't figure it out, so he skipped the hot pot and went to eat wasabi sushi.No, it should be said that he doesn't really like wasabi. He can eat a little if he can, but only a little.

Fortunately, it wasn't in his bowl, so he could barely accept it.

Buer heard the words and said regretfully, "That's it, what a pity."

Feng He didn't feel pity at all, so he didn't have the slightest intention to agree with Bu Er's sigh.

Fuji said in a serious manner, "Why doesn't anyone appreciate such a delicious thing." It seems that wasabi sushi is a rare delicacy, but perhaps it is true in the bottom of Buer's heart.

Feng He looked up at the sky from the bottom of his heart, "Everyone appreciates food differently." It's like Bu Er can't appreciate sour food, he thinks it's delicious.

"But in this way, no one will go to eat sushi together." Fuji sighed, "It's really sad."

Although he knew that his friend's words were not sincere, but after turning his head to look at his friend, Feng He still sighed from the bottom of his heart, "Do you want to eat hot pot together?"

Anyway, both he and his friends like spicy food, so if the two of them eat it alone, he is not afraid that it will not be spicy enough.

Bu Er was stunned for a moment, then smiled his eyes into crescent moons, "Okay."

After everyone from the Lihai Tennis Club returned from Switzerland, the weather has officially entered winter.

If you don't calculate it carefully, time will always slip through your fingers inadvertently, so fast that you don't even leave a trace.

And this year it seems that winter has just entered and not long before, and before we can relive the bowl of red bean and rice cake soup during the Chinese New Year, the spring breeze is blowing and all the flowers are blooming in the blink of an eye.

In the season of flying cherry blossoms, Fuhe and the others are about to enter the third grade of high school.

On the first day of school, when I woke up early in the morning, the living room of Fenghe's house was already lively. While preparing breakfast, Fenghe's mother talked to the kingfishers flying around in the living room.

Although the only response to her was the crisp cry of a bird, it didn't prevent her from talking happily by herself.

No way, the kingfisher raised by my son is so humane, it never flies away from the big tree in the yard without staying in the cage, and watches TV with them every day. Occasionally something is fed to it, and it can eat happily.

If it didn't look like an ordinary kingfisher, Feng He's mother would think that this bird has become a spirit.

In the end, it can only be concluded that it really deserves to be a bird raised by her son?

Just when Fenghe's mother put the breakfast on the table, thinking whether to ask her son to come down to eat, there were slight footsteps on the stairs.

Subconsciously following the footsteps, she raised her head, and the figure that was reflected in Feng He's mother's eyes almost made her smile proudly involuntarily.

Her son has gradually grown since the third year of junior high school. Although he had no expression before, his face with baby fat can be called cute no matter what.

And after he graduated from junior high school and went to Australia to participate in the World Cup and returned home, if it weren't for the nature of mother and child, Fenghe's mother would almost dare not recognize her child.

Going to a foreign country to study alone, the child who was cute when he left home has grown into a tall and handsome boy, who is good enough to be the pride of his parents in every aspect.

After entering high school, the slight childishness on her son's face has completely faded with age.

Up to now, the boy who came down from the upstairs was just wearing an ordinary Lihai black school uniform, which did not conceal his demeanor, just like a vibrant poplar, tall and handsome.

Her family, Xiao He, has really grown up completely, and already looks like an adult.

Sensing his mother's earnest gaze, the blue-haired boy raised his head slightly, and in the morning light, his facial features were more profound and his outline was clear.

"Good morning." The voice that greeted her was also very low and pleasant.

Unexpectedly, Feng He's mother burst out laughing as soon as she heard it, "Hehehehe..." She also smiled happily.

When Fenghe got up early in the morning, his mother laughed inexplicably, "Mom, what are you laughing at?" He had already looked in the mirror when he just washed up, and there was nothing wrong. Why did his mother laugh like this when she saw him?

"I suddenly thought of something." Feng He's mother took off her apron, "Come down to eat, and I have to go to the opening ceremony later."

"Yeah." Feng He agreed to speed up her pace and walked to the table, then pulled the chair and sat down, "What do you think of?"

"I thought of my colleague's son who is still in the stage of changing his voice." Fenghe's mother met her colleague and the son of that family on the street that day.

The child of that family seemed to be quite polite, and seemed to be about the same age as her Xiaohe, but when she opened her mouth, she almost fainted from laughter due to her drake voice.

Of course, Fenghe's mother also knew that this was a normal state for boys in the voice-changing period, but her son had never experienced this.

It's not that Fenghe's mother should be proud. Her son has been good-looking and has a good voice since he was a child. Even if he has a cold face all the year round, his speech is flat and without ups and downs, and it can't cover up his extraordinary appearance and voice.On the contrary, because of the unique cool temperament, it adds a bit of distinctive charm.After the voice-changing period, there was no unpleasant sound. The slight change was just that the voice gradually became deeper. By the time she realized it, her son had changed from the clear voice of a teenager to the slightly deep magnetic voice of a young man. .

There is no difference without comparison. With such a comparison, can a mother not want to laugh?

Feng He picked up the chopsticks and saw his mother's expression of restrained laughter. He also knew what the students around him looked like when their voices changed, so when he spoke again, he felt helpless, "Laugh if you want to." Hold on What a pain.

"No, no, this is normal." Although she was proud in the bottom of her heart, Feng He's mother was not a person who talked about people behind her back, not to mention that although her son was not as good as her own son, she was also very good. , "It's just that I haven't noticed much yet, Xiao He, you have passed the period of changing your voice."

Fenghe ate breakfast very calmly, "Mom wants to hear my distinctive voice?" According to his experience, many boys in the voice-changing period have voices that are either male duck voices or very hoarse and unpleasant.

So his mother was regretting not hearing his voice?Sure enough, it was my own mother who didn't run away.

"Of course not," Feng He's mother also sat down at the table and began to eat, "Son, it's good that you are like this."

Her son is handsome and has a nice voice, well, being a mother is so proud and I don't explain it.

"Thank you, mom." Feng He could probably guess what the other party was thinking by looking at his mother's appearance. Although it was only very small, he still raised the corners of his lips.

When the boy doesn't smile, he looks cool and cold. Once he smiles, he looks like snowflakes falling silently, with the most gentle breath.

Fenghe's mother immediately became happy, and now Xiaohe can also laugh, which is great!Sure enough, he has grown up!

There's no way, who told her child to look like a stranger since he was a child, and she was worried that this child would not be able to make friends.

She is a parent, of course she knows how gentle her children are, but outsiders don't know, other people still look at appearances very much.

Fortunately, her son was never the type to worry his parents, and it was the same in this regard.

Even when I went to a foreign country, I didn't encounter any problems in this area, and I made many friends.

"By the way, your father called last night. I didn't wake you up because you were already asleep." Feng He's mother remembered the phone call last night. "He asked me to congratulate you on successfully entering the third year of high school."

Hearing this sentence, although Feng He was still very happy about his parents' concern, his father did not forget about him even when he was on a business trip, but, "In the three years of high school, most of Lihai was directly promoted." They should not have repeated grades .

"Haha," Feng He's mother burst out laughing at Feng He's reality, "Oh, your father also cares about you." Her son is good at everything, but sometimes he is a little too serious.

"Ah," Feng He nodded, "I'll send a message to Dad." Anyway, although it may sound unreliable occasionally, his parents are really very good.

Seeing that her son understood what she meant, Feng He's mother was also happy, "Eat quickly, eat quickly, and you have to go out after eating." She has to go to work and her son has to go to school.

"Yeah." Feng He agreed to continue the action she stopped just now.

"By the way, Xiaohe, mom may not be at home for dinner tonight. Are you coming back to reheat yesterday's leftovers by yourself, or eating outside?" Fenghe's mother asked after thinking about it.

Feng He thought for a while, "Maybe eat outside." He and his companions haven't seen each other for a while since the spring break, so the possibility of eating outside tonight is relatively high.

"Okay." Fenghe's mother nodded, feeling very relieved about her son, "Be careful when you go home."

"Okay." Of course Feng He would not refute her mother's kindness.