First flight

The morning sky was slightly blue and the sun had just risen from the horizon. I stood in front of the boarding gate, my heart full of anticipation. The boarding process was very orderly, from queuing to boarding the plane, everything went smoothly. I walked through the narrow aisle of the plane and found my seat. The scenery outside the window gradually became vast. The plane started its engine, taxied slowly, and finally accelerated into the sky. The city outside the window quickly shrank and turned into a miniature landscape. The clouds flowed beneath the wings like soft cotton candy. The flight attendants began to provide service, bringing hot drinks and simple airplane meals. Although the meals were not as delicious as home-cooked meals, they had a special flavor in this high altitude. During the flight, the air was smooth and the environment inside the aircraft was quiet and peaceful. I opened a book and occasionally looked out the window, looking at the endless blue sky and white clouds, as if time had stopped here. As the plane gradually descended, a new city landscape gradually appeared on the distant horizon, reminding me that I was about to arrive at my destination. When landing, the plane shook slightly and landed safely. The passengers stood up, took their luggage and prepared for a new journey. I took a deep breath and walked out of the plane door. The fresh air from outside hit me in the face, and this flight journey came to a perfect end.