Travel alone

Looking at the crowded avenue outside the window, I think, I should give myself a fake -

Travel alone. Stay away from the anxious troubles.

Take a train, enjoy the fashion show in Paris, spend a pleasant afternoon with a cup of coffee in the cafe, and leave a permanent photo under the tower, leaving the city with enough nostalgia. Slow down, find an empty place, shout loudly, the sound seems to overwhelm the whistle of the train.

So, I came to another place.

Look for a quiet library, an afternoon of time to spend, not want to be immersed in the real ethereal world of books. The flowers of Lin Daiyu’s burial place seem to have passed through history, and they are like dancing on the road full of cherry blossoms in Hokkaido. The tears in the air are thundering in the sky above the clear sky, which makes people feel tempted. The ups and downs of the family have accompanied me for a long journey, then the next stop, perhaps the "Sherlock Holmes", or the observation of an "empty city plan."

But now, I am standing on the pointed boat in Venice, watching Lao She's "Camel Xiangzi", although the book is fascinating, it is no more attractive than the city on the water. I gently put the book in my backpack. This is the "food" of my trip. I should never let myself feel too lonely. The same as the water city, Venice and Jiangnan's euphemisms are very different, nothing more than a wild nature, people can not stop.

However, the number of wild game is no more than the African savanna. It was after the great migration that the grassland seemed a bit lonely, and the occasional snoring was a very risky journey for a courageous person.

In the gas station of a small town, there is enough gasoline, and the last trip of the trip is the famous "Longevity Village". The green grass and the towering old trees made me a habit of exhausting the lungs in the city. I couldn't help but scream, but I didn't want to destroy this tranquility. The details of life are just like this.

Just the farther away from home, the more the nostalgic homesickness like syrup can not be opened. So a person's trip is more like a fascinating stage play, when there is a curtain call to leave it blank. It is a complex that every country has.

Stop and go, join the bustling crowd, but find that the heart is still in the original place.

A person's travel, the starting point can be anywhere, when you have browsed anywhere. The end point, but it will definitely be the original place, carrying the place of the thousand thousand love.

Just like, give yourself a vacation, and after you have recognized everything, you have to go to work.

Traveling is just a kind of open-minded self, and the psychological journey of squatting is always tired of being bored, and it is also reluctant to have the pure land in the heart.

Henan Pingdingshan Xinhua District, Pingdingshan City, Henan Province Experimental Middle School: Zhu Junrong