Boeing 757's smooth beyond imagination, I did not feel any discomfort from its 10,000 meters up-climbing for the balance of the wings and its turning kept perfect proportion. The sun dazzled sharply above the clouds, dizzily; while the rivers and mountains of our motherland were interlaced under the belly-hold, of which made me feel so proud.
It turned dark after fish steak as dinner. The huge Himalayan mountain chains looked as a black joined-together. With the scarlet setting sun in far distant, I was jumping over the boundary of the motherland at 28,000 feet, in a complex feeling and melancholy that the day was falling but the road was still long to go. In that cabin, a group of tourists larking about with Shanghai local dialect loudly regardless of the occasions,...
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