At night, the harbor of Tel Aviv is quiet and quiet, the Mediterranean sea splashes at night, even hits the trestle road. There are pedestrians and night runners in twos and threes. In the middle of the square, there is a red heart in Tel Aviv English. It's moist and warm. It's the afterglow of the burning day and the splashing of the waves. The latter ranks the brand stores, cafes and overhead are often whistling and flying. Aircraft, mostly from Erat and other domestic cities, landed not far from Tel Aviv's domestic airport, Israel is a country that does not know how to evaluate, the whole country seems to be looking for bargains, even taxi drivers like Ali Express, I am drunk, where electric scooters are popular with young people, but last month more than 10 young people died in accidents, Ming Ming Day is flying back. Goodbye!