In the morning, the weather is fine, and the fishtail peak can be seen faintly. Today should be a good day for gliding. The car is full of strong big men, it seems to be able to glimpse such a bloody sport, Miss Jiang and I are the only girl in the car, I feel weird. Do you have to have muscles to glide! The coach gave me a safety test, taught me to run, and then, waiting for the moment the wind came, ran up, then flyed. We are flying leisurely in the sky, the speed is slower than I thought, to be stable, to be able to sit on the paraglider, we have become birds, we are free to wander in the sky, we become God, Look down on everything on the land. The coach told me that we will fly a little higher and I will take you to see the scenery over the mountain. Paragliders cross the mountains, cross the lake and fly towards the clouds. You say fly, like a bird, you say fly, like no harm. Before we landed, we flew to the vicinity of Fewa Lake. The stretch of the lake was getting closer and closer, the paraglider was drastically falling in a circle, and then landing! Well, there is no imaginary fall and a swollen face~ After noon, I am slowly shaking in Fewa Lake, still encountering a lot of lovely people. When I wandered around the lake alone, I found interesting grilled corn. They rudely rolled the corn in the charcoal, rubbed the lemon, and finally handed it to me in the corn husk. I took the hot corn through the block along the lake. People in countless small shops greeted me and solicited business. There was a strange feeling.