The next day, I went to the train station more than 1 hour early.

While waiting for the bus, I remembered a past story that I had never told anyone about:

One day at noon, I took a bus from the Moon Lake to Ningbo South Railway Station alone to see the train.

I'm embarrassed to call a companion for fear of being laughed at.

But in the end, I still didn't see it, I couldn't enter it without a ticket, and the sound of the train's whistle and the roaring wheels and the screeching brakes were so far that I could hear it from afar.

I think I can finally get my wish today.

When it came time to check in, I was at the front of the line, hurried through the aisle, and crossed the platform in three steps and two steps.

"Wow!"

A big guy with no tail left silently on the tracks.

"It's exactly the same as what it says in the book and what it looks like in the movie!"

I was pleasantly surprised.

I looked for it by the car number on the ticket.

The blue and yellow carriages, with my rhythmic footsteps, fell behind me one by one.

At this time, after passing through the confusion and anxiety of the journey, he did not completely calm down until he found the carriage and sat down.

The train walked on the Ningshao Plain with a loud sound of "coo-dong, coo-dong" and a slight flashing from side to side.

I sat at the window, and the roof fan was blowing a cool breeze, which was not necessarily stuffy, but I still pulled up the window to better enjoy the scenery outside.

The wind in the field is driving at a fast speed, and it is a little fragrant on the face through the car window.

The rice seedlings in the paddy fields are just over the ridges, and they are green one by one, which is very beautiful.

I thought it would be a good time to read a book, so I took a political review book and looked at it.

Sitting across from me was a young couple with a little girl of 7 or 8 years old, who didn't look like the locals and wore the kind of beige casual suits they wore were rare.

The little girl was very cute, and from time to time she looked at me and asked her mother:

"Is that the police?"

Her mother probably couldn't answer.

I smiled at them.

On the way, I went to the toilet and met the mother who was also waiting at the junction of the carriage, and I accidentally chatted and learned that they went to xG in the early days of the mainland.

At that time, quite a number of Taiwan and Hong Kong businessmen had already begun to invest in the mainland to make money.

The train took 5 to 6 hours to arrive in Hangzhou, and it was nearly 2 to 3 o'clock in the afternoon.

The people who pick up people at the exit of the station, solicit customers, and people who arrive at the station are all crowded together, and they are chaotic.

Fortunately, the bus route to Qinghua Guest House was written in the notice, and the station was quickly found.

It felt like the buses on the road at that time were all running with long braids, connected to the track above the middle of the road, and were driving very slowly.

The greenery on both sides of the road is very dense, and the branches of the tall plane trees are almost connected, and the whole street is under the shade of the trees.

The nearest thing from the railway station to Qinghua Guest House seems to be the right Shengguan Road station, not a few stops, but it feels like it has to go around several streets, and it takes a lot of time.

With the distance I know now, I don't think it takes a few minutes to walk.

When I arrived at the Qinghua Guest House, I completed the check-in procedures, and it was almost dinner time after checking into the room.

At this time, I especially want to drink a cup of draft beer.

Icy cold and cool.

After all, I haven't drunk water all day!