Send my cousin to the airport for composition 400

It was my childhood wish to see the plane with my own eyes. This afternoon, my father and I performed at Nanyang Airport. I finally realized my wish.

Let's take the No.3 bus first and then transfer to the No.4 bus. Bus No.3 is a new air-conditioned car, which is very cool. Bus No.4 has no air conditioning and often overspeed, which makes me very uncomfortable. The terminal of bus No.4 is Nanyang Airport. When we got there, we found it was still under construction.

The scenery there is really beautiful, with oleander, bamboo and castor. We heard crickets chirping and saw grasshoppers. According to the constructors, the airport runway is dozens of miles long, but there are not many planes parked in the airport. Nanyang airport is just a plane transfer station. According to the staff, there are flights at the airport every day, about 10 in the morning, 6 or 7 in the evening, and sometimes there will be planes passing by at night. Nanyang is still a small place, where there are not many people getting on and off the plane, unlike Beijing Capital Airport, which has a large area and many runways. Sometimes a plane takes off or lands in a few minutes, and there are many planes parked in the airport. Unlike Nanyang airport. There are only two small planes parked at such a big airport. It's so lonely. It doesn't look like a civil plane to me. Because they, like military fighters parked in Nanyang Park, seem to be able to sit only two or three people. Historical speculation may be military aircraft to protect the airport, or aircraft for pilot training. In short, it is too small to be a civil transport plane. But I am also very happy, because I finally witnessed the real airport, the real plane.

It's past six o'clock and near dusk, and we reluctantly left the airport.