Thought About Station Crowd When I plunged into the railway station, I was again staggered.The whole place was packed with people from all walks of life, with bags of all size in their hands or on their backs, drizzling with sweat. Here I mentioned ' again ', it's because this phenomenon happens whenever this festival comes-- The Mid-Autumn Festival. As a matter of fact, any festival concerned with 'Reunion' will draw hundreds of thousands of people in China to the railway station, wishing the train can leave behind all the trouble and directly take them home. And that's also the reason why I am here. I joined the long queue along with other people, waiting to buy a ticket. In the duration of two and a half hour waiting, I played my phone, dreamed away the time, but finally settled down to observing other people, who's wearing anxiety on their face despite the uncontrollable joy and drizzling with sweat.However, is it really the meaning of reunion calls them home? As I looked around again, finding myself in the ocean of faces, of those who looking ahead with the anticipation, the answer suddenly seemed to come clear: it must have been a hard world to live.