On the way to the Cathedral of Notre Dame, in order to find a parking lot, I found Chinatown next to it. The Chinese archway with red walls and yellow tiles declares to the world that it is a gathering place for Chinese people. In Toronto, I live in Chinatown, and Toronto has a large number of Chinese, so I feel the Chinatown here is very pocket-sized, but sparrows are small and full of internal organs. All kinds of stores come one after another, such as vegetable and fruit grocery stores, fish and meat stores, restaurants, hotels, travel agencies, insurance companies, Chinese bookstores, small gift shops, jewelry shops, pharmacies, daily necessities stores, tea shops, etc. Chinese crafts are dazzling, and native products are on the shelves. From daily necessities, from the famous Chinese wine Wuliangye, the monkey trump jasmine tea in Hunan, to the soy sauce in Guangzhou, the vinegar in Zhenjiang, and even the Guangdong "Wang Laoji" to basically meet the needs of life. All kinds of restaurants, mostly Cantonese cuisine, other Vietnamese cuisine, Southeast Asia is also mixed in. Seeing the dog ignore, little sheep, the heart silently want to laugh, will not be a Shanzhai bar. Horizontal and vertical plaques, advertisements and shop names written in Chinese, English and French, give people a sense of time and space staggering.