"I finally came to your city." Leaning against the window, she muttered these words silently. Finally, between love and family affection, she chose to come to her side to accompany her. She was always so impulsive, "Dear passengers, the train is about to enter the station. Please bring your belongings..." The speaker was still talking as she packed up for her trip.
At this time, there was a person at the station who kept looking at the station because she was coming. She had been happy for two days and two nights. She asked for leave today to come and pick her up. This was the first time they met. She was thinking about how to call her name. Should she call her by her full name, or piggy, or... She rubbed her hands. There was still a bit of coolness in the early autumn in the north. I wonder if she would get used to the weather in the north.