The speed is so easy, and the train disturbs so little the scenes through which it takes us, that our heart becomes full of the placidity and stillness of the country; and while the body is borne forward in the flying chain of carriages, the thoughts alight, as the humour moves them, at unfrequented stations; they make haste up the poplar alley that leads towards the town; they are left behind with the signalman as, shading his eyes with his hand, he watches the long train sweep away into the golden distance.

列车行进得如此轻快，对沿途景色的惊扰又如此轻微，我们心中便充满了乡野的平和与宁静；身体随飞驰的车厢前行，思绪却随兴在冷清的小站下车，匆匆走上通往城镇的白杨小径，又留在信号员身边，陪他用手遮住眼睛，目送长长的列车驶向金色的远方。