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Pudong International Airport is located in the coastal area on the south bank of the Yangtze River estuary in Pudong, Shanghai, covering an area of ??more than 40 square kilometers. It is about 30 kilometers away from the center of Shanghai and about 40 kilometers away from Hongqiao Airport.

The first phase of the Pudong Airport project started in October 1997 and was completed and opened to traffic in September 1999. The first phase has a 4,000-meter-long and 60-meter-wide 4E-class north-south runway, two parallel taxiways, an 800,000-square-meter apron, a total of 76 aircraft positions, and a cargo warehouse area of ??50,000 square meters. At the same time, it is equipped with navigation, communication, surveillance, meteorological and logistics support systems, and can provide 24-hour all-weather services.

The Pudong Terminal is composed of the main building and the waiting corridor. Both are three-story structures connected by two passages. They cover an area of ??280,000 square meters and have 13 arrival baggage conveyor belts. There are 28 airport bridges; the commercial catering facilities and other rental service facilities in the terminal building cover an area of ??60,000 square meters.

An airport in the Micronesian Islands is so beautiful that the world stops.

The urban management department of Huangpi Tianhe Town erected a slogan beside the north gate of Tianhe Airport: "Do not dump domestic waste and construction waste at will along the north gate of the airport, otherwise you will be an unqualified person." , which surprised many passing tourists.

(Ah! The changes in my hometown are so great. Majin Airport is located in a ring of mountains, like a pearl inlaid on the mountains, reflecting the brilliance of the sun. Viewed from the front, the airport The terminal building was magnificent. The silver-gray runway extended into the green... I just walked down the ladder with the flow of people and saw a passenger plane just taking off.

Wow! Here we are, the plane is landing slowly. At Yingde Airport, a thin mist of water was sprayed on the ground, which brought a little moisture to the originally hot weather. I was shocked when I got off the plane! Twenty years ago, this was our village paddy field. There are many green crops growing there. But now it is a modern airport, filled with all kinds of luxury aircrafts, and there is an endless stream of passengers from all over the world. The 100,000-square-meter terminal building is not only splendidly decorated, but also has automated sensor boarding. There is not even a single attendant.

This morning, we arrived by bus. When I arrived at Shanghai Pudong International Airport, I saw all kinds of airplanes parked on the endless airport. My mother told me that an airplane consists of five major parts: wings, fuselage, tail, power unit, and landing gear.

I remember the first day I arrived, it was a Friday. The entire airport was like an empty theater that had ended. Japanese children were always silent, Nordic women with skin like white linen, American men wearing orange cotton socks...all of them were looking for me. Holding his huge backpack, he suddenly disappeared into the sunny airport like dew. Standing at the exit, he saw a bustling and blurry store packed tightly together. The advertising lights with various texts were very eye-catching, and he was anxious. The people waiting were all in different shapes... They had not yet accepted the changes in the past two hours. Looking up, I found that the sun shone through the crystal glass, and the remaining snow slag from last night was reflected on the airport floor.

On Saturday morning, we took an hour's drive to Xijiao Airport. As soon as we entered the gate, my eyes suddenly opened up. There were green lawns and pure white sky in different shades of Xijiao Airport. The ground of the airport is made up of green, patchwork and flat cement floors; there are a few small buildings and green trees scattered in the distance, and occasionally you can see planes taking off. It's so beautiful here, but the other one is even more beautiful. The scenery is us who are about to start training.

Excitedly, my father and I visited every corner of the airport during the hour before the guests arrived. We walked among the fragrant flowers, as if we were among flowers. Fairy's paradise. Following the tree-lined edge of the airport, I walked into the palace-like airport hall. Several foreigners with blond hair and blue eyes walked into the hall, and the happy time flew by. A large crowd of people left the port and we received the guests as scheduled.

The departure hall of the Capital Airport was like a Crystal Palace, brightly lit, spacious and bright.

Excited, my dad and I visited every corner of the airport for an hour before the guests arrived. We walked among the fragrant flowers, as if we were in the paradise of flower fairies. Follow the tree-lined edge of the airport and enter the palace-like airport hall. A few foreigners with blond hair and blue eyes walked deep into the hall, which aroused my curiosity. The happy time flew by, and with the tide of people leaving the port, we received the guests as scheduled.

He had a faint scent of lavender. He was admitted to a university far away, and he had to make up his mind to leave because he wanted to fulfill his dream. She sent him to the airport. The empty airport hall was suffocatingly quiet, and one could only faintly hear the crisp sound of suitcases on the bright marble floor. She followed him carrying his beloved guitar. Bright and dazzling sunlight poured in from the crystal-clear floor-to-ceiling glass windows, and the announcer kept reminding the status of each flight. He sat there playing the melody with his guitar in his arms, his green fingers skillfully playing between the silver strings. She harmonized gently.

In the airport hall, the people passing by in a hurry may have their own direction, taking off in a hurry and landing in a hurry, taking away other people's stories and leaving their own memories. In this torrent of steel, farewells and reunions are staged again and again.

Sitting in the waiting room of Dalian International Airport, I feel like I am returning home. This time, I will transfer home via Beijing. The crowds of people in the lobby are like an illusion in my eyes. It is the shadow of home.