1992年的夏天,17岁的我和妈妈登上了开往莫斯科的国际列车。我要去实现我的大提琴家的梦。望着窗外变幻不断的景色,真是令人兴奋。井然有序的庄稼地,是中国;茫茫黄土沙丘,是蒙古;当绿色植物渐渐多起来时,就进入俄国境内了,欧洲和亚洲的风格迥然不同。最使人难忘的是贝加尔湖,那么大,那么蓝,火车沿湖走了整整大半天。 In the summer of 1992, my 17-year-old mother and I boarded an international train bound for Moscow. I’m going to realize my cellist’s dream. Looking out of the changing scenery of the window, really exciting. Orderly cropland is China; the vast loess dunes, Mongolia; when the green plants gradually get together, they entered Russia, and the styles of Europe and Asia are quite different. The most memorable is Lake Baikal, so big, so blue, the train left the lake for most of the day.