Fort Hague, Republic Square.


    A triangle snowflake with a strange shape, flying down by the howling cold wind, floats to a long queue in the snow.


    Snowflake is about to fall at the moment, a small hand with leather gloves, "Shua" stretched out to accurately hold it.


    The owner of the little hand is a little boy with a big leather hat covering his ears, a thick leather coat and a wool scarf around his neck.


    Judging from his clothes, his family is pretty good.


    The little boy carefully held the snowflake and looked at it in surprise. Then he looked up at a middle-aged man, raised his right hand and showed the snowflake to the other side. He cried excitedly:


    "Dad, look at this snowflake!"


    The snowflake is about 10 cm long and completely covers the small hand.


    In fact, it is just a triangular piece of ice, less than half a millimeter thick. The mysterious force of nature hollows it out and carves out a large number of exquisite and complex patterns, which looks like the most gorgeous handicraft.


    The edges of the borneol are jagged and jagged. It is obvious that it was damaged by the strong wind and lost part of its "body".


    However, in the alien world, this is just a "small" snowflake in a "small" snow.


    For a real heavy snow, the length of snowflakes easily exceeds half a meter. If it is a terrible blizzard, there are even giant snowflakes as long as 1 meter, which will not be much lower than the height of the little boy.


    In contrast, the snow on the earth, at best, is only "drizzle".


    "It looks strange." The middle-aged man, the father of the little boy, Bodman, touched his son''s red face and asked, "Eddie, are you hungry?"


    "A little bit." The little boy called "Eddie" rubbed his stomach.


    "The next batch of food should be ready soon." Bodman said quickly.


    As soon as the voice dropped, in the shop at the front of the line, a female shop assistant in a white scarf suddenly came out from the back kitchen pushing a car full of metal boxes.


    Another female shop assistant standing behind the counter yelled:


    "everyone, the monument rice cake has been steamed. Please wait in line to get the tickets for the round auditorium Everyone can get a "monument rice cake" for free


    With the shouting, the clerk stopped the cart, grabbed the handles on both sides of the top metal box, and took off the metal cover.


    A hot white fog spreads out in an instant, which is mixed with the strong smell of beans and rice, as well as the good smell of spices. People can''t help their appetite.


    Especially when the weather is so cold, most of the tourists are hungry after visiting the towering "monument of gifted human rights" in the wind and snow. It''s tempting for them to have a bite of hot food at this time.


    There was a slight commotion in the procession, and the tourists in the back row immediately surged forward.


    The little boy, Eddie, threw down the triangle snowflake which was just regarded as a treasure, looked forward eagerly with his eyes, and turned a deaf ear to the next call of the female clerk.


    "In addition, each visitor can get a wooden cup for free with the ticket Hot water is available free of charge in the shop. You can draw water from a wooden cup and drink it.... "


    A tourist received the food from the shop assistant, enjoying the food happily and talking happily.


    "Well, the rice cake is delicious..."


    "Yes, I didn''t expect that the food made with beans and rice could be so delicious. Unfortunately, everyone can only get one..."


    "The shape of the monument rice cake is so beautiful that I can''t bear to eat it..."


    "Fool, eat hot It''s so cold that the rice cake will be cold after a while, and it won''t taste good at that time.... "


    The team shortened rapidly, and it was not long before the bodmans'' turn.


    In the boy''s eyes, Bodman took out two beautifully printed red paper tickets from his coat pocket and handed them to the female clerk.


    The clerk took a small pair of pliers and gave a few clicks. He cut a small gap in each of the two tickets and handed them back to Bodman.


    Another shop assistant handed them to father and son, two paper bags with rice cakes for the monument, and two wooden cups with the "monument of gifted human rights" carved on them.


    She also pointed to a square metal machine placed in the corner of the shop and said:


    "Sir, that''s the hot devil water dispenser. If you are thirsty and want to drink hot water, you can pour it yourself..."


    After taking a paper bag from his father, Eddie can''t wait to open it.


    In the pungent aroma, a pale yellow rice ball with an obelisk shape intruded into his eyes.


    "The monument of natural human rights!"


    The little boy let out a cry of surprise.


    "Yes." The female shop assistant said with a smile, "this is a delicious food made by imitating the shape of the monument of human rights, so people call it" monument rice cake. ""It''s made of good beans, rice and rice. It''s filled with fresh shellfish and" seal ". Yes, since you''ve come to Gonghe square, visited the monument of natural human rights and tasted the rice cake of the monument, why don''t you see what" natural human rights "says?"


    Bodman''s old face suddenly could not hang up. He did not even care about the hot water. He pulled his son away in a hurry.


    After eating the rice cake, little boy Eddie raised his head to look at his father and suddenly asked:


    "Dad, what is natural human rights? Can you tell me something about it? "


    "No problem." Bodman simply nodded and stuffed his paper bag into his son. "It''s an article written by the speaker The inscription you see on the surface of the "monument of gifted human rights" is "gifted human rights."


    "Before visiting the" circular auditorium ", let''s go to see the" monument of gifted human rights "again. By the way, I''ll tell you what it means in detail..."


    In the howling wind, two figures, one big and one small, braved the snow and walked towards the towering monument, leaving two long strings of footprints, one big and one small.


    Snow, human shadow and monuments constitute a picture with artistic conception.


    "By the way, Eddie, although the words of those guys just now are very hateful, the speaker''s words are absolutely right," respect for rules means respect for others. "We should obey the rules in everything we do..."


    "All right, Dad!"