It's said to be the closest train station to the sea amount the world. we didn't really spend enough time to enjoy the sea and the surrounding area.
All i felt was that the weather was extremely cold and chilly-winded. Walking along the beach, I started wondering why I'm here for what purpose and what kinds of motivation.
However, somehow i believe i already know the reason. It was inside of me.
Whenever seeing a scene on TV, i felt taht the place somehow become special, but the truth was when i finally saw the place, it was just as normal as every other train station. And it always reminds me of the memories of Taiwan even though small as it is.
While i type my original words into my blog, somehow it make me re-considerate the language i used and moreover, the fragment i've made.
I want to be a person who could use English spontaneously but so far i still has a long way to go.