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I got up early and caught the evening episode. When we arrived at Gongbei Customs, it was past noon 1 1. More than 20 passages at the border checkpoint are all open, but it is still impossible for tourists to pass in time, and the queues are all the way to the entrance of the hall. I haven't been in close contact with so many people for a long time, and my chest and back are tightly attached to my shoulder bag. The person behind me, the breath makes my neck numb. Fortunately, the queue can move forward step by step. Seeing fewer and fewer people in front of me, my anxiety slowly calmed down. After more than 40 minutes, it was finally my turn. The border inspector stamped my pass and I was released. When my friends and I approached another hall, we found that the people in front were crowded again: we had to be inspected in Macau. This time it was even more crowded, and everyone struggled to push others forward. As long as there is a gap where one foot can be put down, one person will be squeezed in. My heart beats faster, my sweat runs down, and I feel bouts of nausea. I regret it very much: what are you doing here today? However, there are as many people before and after, and there is no retreat, so we have to bite the bullet and follow others. An hour passed, and my pass was stamped with another chapter: I really passed this time. Alas, I can't understand the border inspection. The door of Macao is really hard to get in!

Looking at the flowers, we wandered aimlessly in the streets of Macao, taking the bus or walking. The first impression is that there are many people, especially the streets, new roads, squares in front of the Chamber of Commerce and the St. Paul archway in New Portugal. When we walk in the street, there is no way to stop, and we can't help but follow the crowd. There are many foreigners, all with high noses and deep eyes. I don't know where they come from. When they pass by, I always smell that strong perfume, which makes people dizzy. The streets of Macao are narrow and curved, undulating with the terrain, which is not found in other cities. Most lanes are one-way. Sometimes cars drive on narrow roads, next to stone walls, on which buildings stand. The driver of this bus is good at driving. He turned the steering wheel, turned the turn signal, stepped on the accelerator and braked to shift gears, and was in no hurry. It is rare and strange that I put my hand over my pounding heart again and again, and the other hand squeezed out a palm of sweat. There are many forks in the street and many traffic lights. The car just started, turned a corner and turned into an intersection, and had to stop at a red light. There are motorcycles all over the street, driving very fast. It is normal for pedestrians to run red lights. Even foreigners do as the Romans do and regard traffic lights as transparent. However, the motor vehicle didn't run a red light, maybe it did, but I didn't meet it. Middle school students in Macao also wear school uniforms, which are similar in style to those in the mainland. They are also sportswear, so they hang loosely on their bodies. Many people in Macao speak Mandarin fluently, so there is no difficulty in general conversation. They are also very willing to speak Mandarin with tourists, and their voices are soft and gentle, which sounds so comfortable and cozy. The clerk in the gold shop smiled and the service attitude was so good that I was flattered and felt that I was God. Bread snacks are delicious and special. There are many kinds of spices, only cinnamon is what I can distinguish.

Today is the May Day holiday and the day before the Olympic torch relay in Macau, so there are many activities. Dragon and lion dancers, teams holding flags, dressed in red and green, beating gongs and drums, crossed the streets and lanes, and passers-by cars stopped to make way for them. A dance competition is held in the square next to the tourist tower. The tweeter plays the dance music played by the accordion, all of which are exotic dances. Boys and girls dance in national costumes of countries I don't know, which is very suitable for the weather and atmosphere there.

Walking all the way to the front of the Macao Legislative Council, you can see many buildings with European characteristics. The whole square in front of the Chamber is paved with small stones, and the streets are also paved with small stones, yellow, gray and black. The road from the House of Representatives to the bus stop is a pedestrian zone, which is the most distinctive place in Macao. The old building was restored, painted and brand-new. Among these beautiful buildings, I saw a two-story building with three bright red characters above the door: Laihe Temple. There are three slightly smaller scarlet letters below: the concept of clouds and smoke. Pale yellow walls, dark brown shutters, traces left by rain on the walls. The small building looks low and shabby, and it feels a little pitiful: Nu Wa is the ancestor of our Chinese nation after all. Bus stop signs and road signs are almost all black and dark green, and the golden characters are very eye-catching. The name of the road is hard to pronounce: the main road of Aleppo, Atlanta. I stood under the street sign and looked up at the words. I know everyone, but I think everyone is a stranger. I read like a primary school student, hoping to pronounce the name of the way out smoothly, but my tongue is always a little out of control.

I asked an old man what bus to take back to the customs. He told me that you can take any bus to close the gate. Also said, get on the bus for 2 each? Five dollars. Five dollars is enough for two people. This is an old man with neat clothes and neat hair. I can't forget his concern and consideration.

From customs clearance to departure, we only stayed in Macao for more than five hours. I went back early because I was worried about being squeezed into Indian pancakes when I went through customs. I'm lucky this time. It only took me 20 minutes to get through two levels. Unfortunately, I don't have time to sit in restaurants with unique characteristics on the streets of Macao and savor the delicious food in Macao. I also don't have time to wander around the outlying islands and see more authentic Macau scenery. I also forgot to buy a tourist map of Macao as a souvenir. Fortunately, Macau has already returned to China, and it is also a tourist destination of our family. It is not difficult to go again.

Therefore, I made an agreement with my friends to revisit Macao on an ordinary day next time, when the north wind is light and the clouds are light.