We were waiting on the platform in the late afternoon. There he was, my 1 with his grey hair and there I was, a teenager girl in my jeans and T-shirt. He was taking in the scene 2 with his aged but still clear blue eyes. I was wondering how I was going to 3 the next two days." Why did I agree-to be with my strange grandpa on a 4 ride from our city to another?"I asked myself.
No one else wanted to be the fellow (同伴) traveller 5 my grandfather refused to take a plane. Unlike him, I loved to 6 because I wanted to get to the destination (目的地) as quickly as possible.
No matter what anyone told my grandfather about the comfort and 7 of flying, he refused to book a flight, saying, "It's not just the trip. It's about taking the adventure of 8 there. "
With my first step onto the train, the journey was already different from what I 9. The train was modern and it was filled with 10 travelers. We all smiled and nodded to greet each other.
My grandpa and I seated ourselves in the 11 car. While watching the scenery pass, we could enjoy food and drinks. 12 listening to my music, I became a willing audience (听众) and I learned family history that I had never had the time or 13 to learn about. I was thankful for our time together on the train. I felt that I 14 him for the first time.
In this rapidly changing world, we often miss important moments. It is necessary for us to slow down and listen to the elders who offer pieces of 15 histories or experiences. Life isn't just about the destination——it's about the journey.
