At 8:30 in the morning, I boarded the train.
It was a passenger train bound for Cologne. A notice by the door said Vienna was one of the stops along the way.
Budapest and Vienna, two capitals, were very close to each other, just a three-hour journey apart.
The train was unlike the ones back home: there were very few passengers. When buying a ticket, you usually didn't need to reserve a seat. If you wanted, you could close the door of a private compartment and sleep.
As I sat there with nothing to do, an East Asian girl with shoulder-length hair walked in. She glanced around a few times, then went back out…
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The essay is beautiful, but the writing style is actually good enough. If you can describe the scenery and mood appropriately, how can it not be a good writing style?
A unique and interesting experience~
Khan~~~I always thought that the author was a MM. . . . . .
Brother Yang, you are so unkind. You always say that I am a handyman.
I really want to know how adults made it up^^
Hee hee, I'm sorry to correct Yang Da's German mistake, WESTBAHNHOF, which means West Railway Station.
It seems that immigrants need to have good eloquence and solid basic story-telling skills, laugh~~~The author is really interesting^_^ To be honest, I really envy you.