The world flipped and I jumped off the cliff! I stood on the edge of the Kawarau Bridge, running through the light blue river below the 40-meter high bridge, and a little white water on the reef on the shore. My mind is blank. Someone seems to be talking to me in a thick Australian accent. I am shouting loudly, is it "jumping down"? Still "refueling"? I can't hear it, it seems that at that moment, even the breathing is about to stagnate! Don't remember how to take that step, as if the time space has to reverse the chaotic moment, I jumped freely from the bridge! The ear is the sound of the whistling wind, everything in front of the sky turns, can not distinguish the mountain, the water, and a large group of exclaimed onlookers! Yes, I jumped from the Kawarau Bridge in Queenstown. The rope was tied to the foot. After free fall, he bounced in the air for a few more times and was then taken to the boat under the bridge. This is the world's first commercial bungee location and the birthplace of bungee jumping. In front of it is the strange peak of the sinister sinister stone, at the foot of the winding Kawarau River, to put himself to death and then born. Hey, let's solve the problem.