God’s masterpiece
There is a palace where it can make me feel like walking in a painting. Every ephemeral blink changes colorful and vivid buildings. In there, no corner, road, bridge or stores seems useless and wasted. Each detail plays an important role and describes its character. Visiting this fabulous palace is my dream, and its name is Venice. Going to Venice was a best unforgettable experience in my life. I am so interested by this environment and life style. In my eyes, Venice is a city that can be called by masterpiece. I deeply fell in love with this city, and I hope one day I could go back there again. Venice’s different environment and life style make me so interested in it. When all the cities are crowded by taxis and subways, Venice is the only one using the boat, gondola, bike, and foot for the transportations. I saw many different color gondolas parking above the canal, and I chose the one which has a red velvet cushion gondola for a ride. My gondolier was a charming man who was wearing a blue and white striped shirt and a blue hat. The gondolier paddled us into the grand canal while he was singing some Italian song. The sunshine split on my body, and I had a special felling as if I was staying far away from the clamors. He used his Italian accent and pointed out the Rialto bridge and some historic landmarks. I could not understand all of the word he said, but I really enjoyed the moment. Until now, every time I think about the picture of that gondola ride that I still can feel the warm from the sunshine and the smell form the sea.
I would like to go back again because this is the city of arts. Now I look again my photo album, and I find that every photo of Venice is beautiful, because this city is a big masterpiece form any angle, and it is a unique and precious repository of art. There are many beauteous churches in Venice. However my favorite and most famous church is St. Mark's Basilica. Walking in the Venice, I can see the masks shops in every corner. In every shop windows, I saw so many amazing masks. Each of these unique mask had a well completely hand decorations. Look through the window, every artist was concentrating on their creation, as like they were injecting the life to their maks. Venice also has the best food in the wold. I tasted the squid ink pasta and Italian pizza in a restaurant where it is located on the bank of the canal. It was the art of the food. In the sunset, I was sitting on the bank of lagoon with a gelato-filled cone in