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The train was running in the silent night, and the noisy people in the trunk finally calmed down. People fell asleep in different sleep, with unpredictable expressions on their faces from time to time. I didn’t sleep well at first, and I didn’t feel sleepy at this moment. I stared at the dark night sky outside the car window and the lights of the night City passing by from time to time. My thoughts flew with the flying train. Life is just like the running train. Many people went down at this station, but many people came up soon. The car is always full. We have parents, brothers and sisters. When we enter the school, we have teachers and classmates. When we step into the society and take part in the work, we have colleagues and leaders. In the journey of life, we meet lovers of our hearts, with deep love and lovely children. Everything is so natural and satisfying. Life is like a big stage. Everyone plays different roles. Although the performance is good or bad, they try their best. The train slowly entered the tunnel, and the air also became thin. I felt so stuffy in my heart and it was difficult to breathe. An unprecedented fear oppressed the fragile soul. We will also encounter all kinds of misfortunes, frustrations and strikes on the road of our life. We will face old relatives one after another; One after another, we have to stay away from our relatives for such and such reasons. We will also be confused, painful, shed tears, and think of escaping. We will also face choices. Finally, we have to face them firmly and accept them calmly. We still have a sunny day after rain. Most of the time, we are just like the running train. We meet, get acquainted, miss, and finally wave away, turn around and wipe away tears. We survive in this way, and accept the helplessness and confusion brought by life without conditions.

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