C903 The Separation of Yin and Yang
I drove to the airport. I opened my eyes wide and looked outside. It's almost April, however, the weather had never changed. It was still so cold, and it would still drizzle from time to time. It was thin and greasy, dirty and dirty.
The plane hovered in the sky, leaving and returning. It was like this every day. Many people came, and many people left.
After parking the car
