Chapter 43 walk

A group of people went out to eat that day.There are also a few friends who met for the first time at the same table.Introduced by a friend, it's my turn.He said with a smile, this is a person who has traveled to many places, and he often leaves as soon as he talks.I remember one of the men smiling and asking me, what is it?What supported you to make such a move?After thinking about it for a long time, I couldn't figure it out, and then replied with a little shame, it must be to refuse a kind of erosion. There are too many things eroding the soul.Like the tide, it is constantly beating and drowning in time.Feeling suffocated at times.surfaced.Let the sun pour on the eyes.Breathe air recklessly.Until I become addicted to this feeling.

I've always been someone who didn't like TV.But shows about travel are watchable.That day, I carefully read a report about the ancient dwellings near the mountain gorge.Subtitles appear at the end of the film, next to a pair of forward feet walking in the desert.Old jeans and thick-soled boots.Calm steps.The accompanying music is beautiful.I don't know if it's the erhu or the wooden flute.The tone is extremely bleak. The freedom and solitude of the solo traveler.I had an experience in an instant.My heart started to get cold.The program is called "Walking Around". On a clear evening, on the bustling street in the city, I saw a plane fly by.Watch it flash across the sky where the city is divided by buildings.Many times, we fantasize that we can fly.Fly to distant places, fly to the side of the one you love.Fly into a future we can't predict.Because I know I have no wings.

The earliest trip was to Huangshan when I was 17 years old. Transferring to a long-distance bus in Hangzhou, the weather is scorching hot.Along the way, Anhui was flooded, and where the car drove by, many flooded rice fields could be seen.The car drove for a full 6 hours.I saw a girl sleep with her face on her boyfriend's palm.A face filled with peaceful happiness.I also remember suppressing sleepiness and reminding myself not to rest my head on the shoulder of the man beside me.Along the way, I saw dead pigs soaked in the river and farmers standing expressionless on the side of the road.

That night in Huangshan, the bed was damp, I wrapped my raincoat around me, and heard the night wind and the howling of pines.Get up early in the morning to watch the sunrise.It was too cold on the top of the mountain in the morning.A man from Qinghai gave me his rented cotton coat.Once a year, he says, you have to allow yourself to watch the sunrise.Let life feel the beauty of nature.On the high cliff, there are rusty lover's locks.On a rock, someone carved "I love you forever" with a knife.But how can the fragility and complexity of human nature face the vicissitudes of nature?No eachother.Only a moment of emotion.

At that time, I thought, if the person I love and I will go to Huangshan, I will not hang a lock.No matter how far the key is thrown, parting is still in the hands of fate.I just want to stand quietly by his side and watch the clouds fly by.until sunset.Grateful to have him share this moment.A moment is enough.But later, I gave up on this idea.I think, in fact, anyone's love is just a moment. The place I have been to the most is the mountain.I like to climb mountains.I like the roughness and hollowness of the ups and downs.When I reached the top of the mountain, I knew that the beautiful scenery in front of me could not be owned.Silent in the hurricane at the top of the mountain.When going down the mountain, feel the samsara returning from the beginning to the original nothingness.

Then there are cities.When wandering in different cities, you can experience its unique atmosphere among strangers.Stroll the bustling streets and turn around the deserted alleys.Small restaurants and small bars with unique flavors will go to sit and eat a lot.But I don't like to go to tourist attractions to join in the fun.Rather spend an afternoon, pick a window seat in a coffee shop, sit in the warm sunshine, and gaze at the dust and customs of a foreign land. Would love to go further.But sometimes there are many restrictions.Always have a destination in mind.It seems to be happy before it is realized.Because the heart is on the road.There is no rest.

I bought my favorite luggage a long time ago. The NIKKO hiking bag is very large and is still in use.Heavy things should be placed at the bottom of the bag, and then clothes, cameras, perfume, water bottles, and books to be read are all put in.old old colors.Can be rainproof.Then there is a small bag that can be hung around the neck, and put some change for buying water by car. Used many means of transportation.Airplanes, trains, ships, coaches.A big truck that delivered goods.When I was in Nanchang, I also rented a dilapidated bicycle to see Tengwang Pavilion. I am usually a plain-faced person, but when traveling, I must use perfume.Tired easily due to the fatigue of the journey.The fragrance is very refreshing.There are several pairs of jeans, which can be used to sit in the lobby of the hotel, or squat down on any street steps.Cotton shirts and black T-shirts are soft and sweat-absorbent, and have always been my only options.

If you can't find a friend who has time, go alone. The feeling of being alone can sometimes feel like an exile.In a strange place, I never cared about others, and no postcards and phone calls were sent to distant places.Just let yourself see.breathe.Breathe freely. When you are outside, you need to be independent, buy tickets, book a hotel, check the route, take a bus, and arrange everything by yourself.Then during the journey, you will meet strangers who are destined.There used to be some people who left each other's phone numbers and then took it to heart.Turn around and go home and get a card or phone call.Consider it a pleasant surprise.Believe in the truth.

In my impression, the one who went out with friends was to go to Beijing with Joe. My father gave me 3,000 yuan and said that you should go to the capital of the motherland to see it.I was 22 years old and about to graduate.Joe is falling in love, and wants to try to forget in a distant place.We bought sleeper tickets. At night Jo would squeeze into my cramped bunk and tell me her story.Those plots one by one are fragmented.Amidst the rhythmic crash of the train tracks, Joe's warm tears fell on the pillow drop by drop.The train drove all the way, from south to north, the scenery gradually changed from the green and fresh in the south to the desolate and monotonous in the north.All the way through Shandong, Hebei, all the places I only saw on the map.When we arrived in Beijing, it was after 12 o'clock in the middle of the night.

6 full days.Running around Beijing with Joe with a map, shot 4 rolls of film.Joe said that after going back, he would live a strong life.But on the express from Beijing to Shanghai, she began to miss him.But what if you don't come back.There is no feeling that cannot be replaced.In order to forget a person, ran to such a distant place.What you can't escape is your own fall. It was a boyhood trip. There was a period of silence.Southern cities are dark and humid in winter.An unexpected heavy snowfall made her lonely as before after one night.Like an insect, living in a corner of the city, curling up your passion and imagination.Go to bed very early at night, sleep is a soft quilt, covering all the loss.There are also late nights of insomnia, silent reading.I read an old book I bought before, it was a novel written by a poet.She looks at the sunset.The train passed the bridge, and the river water under the bridge was golden.She thinks that nature is the most expensive compensation for wanderers.Drifting makes people feel the temperature of the sun at any time.

At that moment, I heard the voice in my blood.It's always lurking there. In Shanghai, I met many friends who like to travel, including a girl who traveled alone to Tibet several times. She teaches in elementary school, and packs her backpack to wander around the country during holidays.She went to an isolated county in Jiangxi for May Day this year, and she plans to go to Tibet again in August.Her smile is different from that of ordinary Shanghai girls.That is the smile after the baptism of dust and sunshine.Clear as water. The blue sky is transparent, the green grassland is quiet, and the mountains are high and cold.The smiling Tibetan girl has long black hair braided into thin braids, wearing gorgeous clothes and jewelry.A handsome Kham man with dark and bright eyes.The lama walking on the sunset field was illuminated by a quiet and cool light.There is also the Bayan Har Mountain surrounded by clouds. On the open grassland under the mountain, there are scattered herds of cattle and sheep. She said she believes that people are inherently kind.That was the revelation that nature gave her.Not cramped city life. There are too many provinces in China that I want to go to.Sichuan, Yunnan, Xinjiang, Tibet...they are some distant voices. I still want to go to Vietnam.Look at the women there, are they similar to me?I like that kind of downfall.The prosperity and old dreams of the past are gone forever.So every street and every person is full of meaningful sadness.Such countries also include India and Egypt.All want to go. In August, I decided to go to Beijing because I had to deal with some affairs and meet friends.Subconsciously, I feel that I can be exiled again, so it is full of the heavy texture before take-off.I have been haunting the West District of Shanghai before. The office buildings and rented houses are all on Beijing West Road, so the daily journey is an old road with constant traffic. After getting the ticket, I bought myself a black cotton hat and a black short-sleeved T-shirt.The old ripped jeans were also washed.Also wash the sneakers.At this time, I remembered that I hadn't traveled for a long time because of work. The heart is filled with bright emotions.The northern sun can be very hot.they said.But I eagerly look forward to the crackling sound of the sun on my arm. Call a friend in Beijing on the mobile phone and happily tell him that I will be in Beijing on Saturday.The friend was taken aback for a moment, and then said, but now I am alone in Lhasa. All laughed.