On the afternoon of April 15, the Notre Dame de Paris burned and the spire collapsed. When the famous world heritage was destroyed, the world was full of horror, and all of them were deplored and rebuilt. I dont know what day. And I, before that, I have already decided to travel to France, but I first learned that I have not seen the Notre Dame. 23rd, I came out of the Louvre, walked along the Seine and walked to the right bank of Notre Dame. Far from looking at the rest of the robbery of the Notre Dame, the maintenance of the tripod and the protective net around the church, as if it is a wounded and heavily wrapped veteran, looking tired, exhausted. The bridge leading to Notre Dame and the nearby roads have been pulled up on the cordon, and the soldiers armed with live ammunition guard the road and keep visitors away. The next day, I took a cruise on the Seine and looked at the Notre Dame from the river again. The tourists on the boat quietly watched the church burned in the fire, feeling heavy. I can only take the injured Notre Dame far away and leave silently.