Last summer，we went to Beijing。 It was a nice trip。
There were many people on the train。 A woman behind me was reading the newspaper。 Some men were playing cards， they were loud。 I was looking out the window， my sister was drawing a picture， we were quiet。
At 12:00， we were going to have lunch。 “What would you like to eat? ” says My mother。 “I would like some soup。 ” I say。 “I’m not hungry。 ” The soup was delicious!