After sitting on the train for a full day and night, Uncle Lu was completely exhausted and nothing he ate tasted good.
Seeing Yezi in the same train still full of energy, Uncle Lu couldn't help but shake his head in admiration: "Youth is wonderful. When I was your age, I traveled through half of China without feeling tired. Now, just a few days away from home, and my back and waist ache. If it wasn't for..."
Yezi nodded in agreement, though he wasn't really listening, as he excitedly opened the train window. The April spring breeze, which blew over green willow branches and rice paddies, entered the carriage, clearing away the unpleasant smell and calming his increasingly excited mood as he neared Beijing.
Xiao Xian, I'm on the same land as you now.
