Life understands the meaning of travel.

Understanding the Meaning of Travel through Life (5 General Comments)

Travel, is an encounter, meet another self, the following is my understanding of the meaning of travel, welcome to read for reference.

Understand the significance of travel in life. Once on the road, there is always a kind of scenery that makes you linger.

I happened to watch a talk show that day. One of the guests said that he sometimes suddenly wanted to see the sea, but he felt bored after driving there. It is better to search some photos of other people's travel directly on the internet, as if he had been there himself.

I don't think he understands the meaning of traveling.

When we visit a scenic spot, we always have a unique wish. This means that in the journey of discovery, our life is gradually enriched. Everything you see, hear and touch becomes three-dimensional and concrete. Only when you step into the stream do you know why the children there have clear eyes that you can't see in the city. Only when you touch the warm bricks on the city wall can you appreciate the different historical charm of the ancient city. Only by traveling with desire can you remember your most special appearance in a certain period of time.

Through time and space, in that magical tunnel, I had a wise conversation with my predecessors. You used your imagination in your search. Last night, in the small building with the east wind, the poet's back was lonely and gloomy. Jinling is a swan song, and his stage has never been a lonely throne. You want to ask him, what kind of lyrics would he write if he was not from an imperial family? On the battlefield of Kingoma Iron, he was a decisive fighter; On the street of Lin 'an after midnight snack, he is a young man who is intoxicated with the scenery and looking for someone in the crowd. You are also curious whether the man in the dim light is what he yearns for. In a word, remember that a city likes one thousandth of the scenery. But in the end, what really makes you want to stay is all.

At the beginning of a long journey, you are fully prepared or impulsive, make a comprehensive plan or let nature take its course. Anyway, you are always looking forward to it. No one will simply set his role as a passerby. The essence of eating goods is to taste all the delicious food in the world, and the significance of filming is to record every scenery, and walkers don't go home until they break their iron shoes. Travel is not perfect, you will inevitably encounter disappointment, but it doesn't matter. A strange place, a brand-new self, seems to be easy to cure. Drawing a melodious melody on the boat, an attractive aroma in the wind and a strange bus stop on the street are all positive factors that make people smile again. Even if I want to stay away, even if I don't come for a long time, it's neither light nor heavy, just right. I still feel happy and sweet when I think about it occasionally.

Generally speaking, I am not an active tourist, and I can't tell you the beauty of traveling. Maybe the meaning of traveling is just to walk more and see different scenery. Or, you can meet different people on each trip, and you will be glad you came.

Understand the significance of travel in life Part 2 I don't know why the word "travel" has been heated up recently, and its appearance rate in TV, books and newspapers is extremely high. The most talked about every holiday is "Let's go on a trip".

I wonder if such a strong atmosphere has affected me. I used to be too timid to travel alone, and I also had an idea about traveling alone.

Once an idea comes into being, it seems hard to give it up. During that time, I read travel magazines crazily and paid attention to the travel strategies of famous scenic spots in Weibo. I calculated my upcoming holiday and chose the city attractions I want to visit. Everything is meticulous, just because of my dream of traveling.

But no matter how well I prepared, I didn't do it that time, because the holiday I calculated couldn't get me far. Disappointment soon surrounded me. That holiday, I still stayed in the dormitory and watched boring soap operas to kill time.

I had dinner with my friend the other day, and my friend suddenly asked me the significance of my visit. This question caught me off guard. I didn't want to give my friend any excuses, so I thought for a long time before answering her. I answered her like this: "the meaning of travel in my heart is actually very simple, which is nothing more than two points." One is to meet strangers and explore exotic places. The second is to entrust emotions to the beauty of mountains and rivers, and finally live up to me. " I don't know if my friend agrees with my answer, but she didn't say and I didn't ask, because whether she agrees with me won't affect our friendship.

I quite agree with the idea of "meeting strangers and exploring a foreign land". The place we are going to is strange to us. It is a strange city, strange scenery and strange people. When traveling, we explore familiarity and find beauty in this strange foreign land. This is the value of our trip.

If you just regard travel as a task or show off your capital to others, you will undoubtedly lose the true meaning of travel, but such a situation does exist in this fast food society.

If you travel, you will find this phenomenon. For these famous scenic spots, there are indeed many pedestrians coming and going, and there are indeed many people going to that place, that scenic spot, but how many people really enjoy the beautiful scenery there? People seem to be caught in a strange circle. As soon as they traveled, they quickly found the famous local scenic spots and took photos with them to prove that they had been there. I don't know what the value of such a trip is, because the crackling sound has made the trip lose its purity.

For me, traveling should be a simple and enjoyable thing, but now fast-food travel gives me the most feeling of fatigue and pain rather than joy and enjoyment. When we travel to a place, we have to spend more than half of our time on public transportation, especially during the small holiday. We just spend time waiting in line. Then with the surging sea of people coming in and out, today is almost over, and then tomorrow is just waiting in another place. Such a trip is just a waste of people and money.

Travel in the true sense is not necessarily to see celebrity rivers and go to crowded streets. The real travel is to take a simple backpack and a indifferent heart, and pin all the emotions at this moment on mountains, rivers and waters. I can take simple luggage and bathe in the afterglow of the sunset to find the paradise in my heart, throw away my troubles in the beautiful scenery and melt myself into nature.

For travel, don't go with the flow, don't meet strangers, don't explore foreign lands, and don't entrust the mood at the moment to the scenery.

The eternal change of the world is constant change. Time has separated some people and brought some people together. Some people never meet again after separation, and some people never meet again after meeting. The so-called predestination is just an excuse that people don't want to meet and separate.

From one city to another, from a place you are tired of staying to a place where others are tired of staying. During the day, the same traffic. At night, the same lights shine. But I met another mood. Sometimes the heart is very tired, sometimes people are very tired, and sometimes they are physically and mentally exhausted. We need fresh air and give ourselves a chance to breathe.

When we step on a train or plane, when we are carried with backpacks or handbags, when we cross the grasslands on both sides of the railway to the tall buildings in the city, when we walk from the magnificent palaces in the north to the pavilions in the south, we are all empty, daydreaming and returning to reality. Sometimes when you embark on a journey, you just want to keep going, always on the road. Not to escape from reality, just to review the true self.

Society is complicated, and it is more difficult to keep it simple than to become complicated. When I grow up, the neon lights on the street are not as bright as the fireflies when I was a child, and the delicacies in the hotel are not as sweet as half the sweet potatoes in the field. The window is full of toys, only the slingshot made of that branch. Time is still there, but we are gone, but at the beginning, we were easily satisfied and carefree.

Take a trip, eat farm food, travel around the mountains, go to my hometown to remember the path covered with our footprints, and go to the splendid campus covered with our smiling faces in the past. We just left with joy, but often lost, so we regretted it: it was just ordinary at that time. So we think: things are different.

When we were young, we always stepped on the darkness, and now we are always swallowed up by it. Traveling is not just about moving your body from one city to another, taking pictures of the scenery during the trip, or the special snacks on the table. If it is limited to this, it is just arty and empty propaganda. The real travel is to meet yourself, take your soul home and think. Don't be in a hurry, don't show off, communicate with nature, talk with history, and walk with yourself.

Travel is a kind of meeting, meeting another self, travel is a kind of conversion, a kind of conversion to nature. Travel is a memory, a historical memory. Travel is the heart walking and the soul walking, which has nothing to do with the journey under your feet.

In the autumn evening, I sat alone in the garden, looking up at the stars in the sky, listening to familiar songs, thinking about things I had encountered in my previous trip, clapping my hands, and suddenly two lines of tears of nostalgia fell on my face.

I still remember that before, I traveled to Beijing with my family and relatives. I begged my mother to give me two hours to experience the scenery in Beijing. My mother couldn't bear my repeated requests, so she had to promise me to remind me to pay attention to safety.

I was walking alone in the streets of Beijing, looking at the bustling crowd, and suddenly I felt that the pace of Beijing was very fast, and everyone seemed to be rushing to work or going on a date. Relatively speaking, I feel lucky to be able to feel the joy of traveling alone on a warm spring day in March.

I think traveling around will definitely bring a lot of gains. As the days go by, it is always a pity to just live a life of eating and sleeping at home every day. If people can use this time to travel, then life will be more substantial and meaningful. Today's song says: "It's a pity that life is a hundred years today." At present, we should seize the time and use our leisure time to travel and see all kinds of faces in the outside world.

The meaning of traveling is not just to have fun, but to experience nature, listen to birds and watch butterflies fly. The meaning of travel is endless, and the most important thing is to travel with your heart. I believe the world will be happy for you.

Understanding the significance of travel in life Article 5 Xu Zhimo said: "Life is like a trip. You don't have to care about the destination, but about the scenery along the way and the mood of watching the scenery. Although I am just an ordinary person, what I know about him is only a few pages from books, and I can't say anything profound and insightful in a word. However, we have one thing in common, and we all like to complete a trip with different secular moods. Watching some beautiful and strange cities flaunt their happiness in a corner of the world, learning how they look on TV and counting the waves under their feet, my mood will follow, like a white cloud floating back and forth. When I am depressed, looking at those colorful colors, I think it is my spiritual food for comfort. Colorful scenery came into the pupil, and the narrow heart was filled with happiness. Even if what you see is only expressed through something called high technology, and you are absorbed, you may feel that you are there. Although the ethereal moment is fleeting, the ever-expanding joy cannot be restrained.

I fell madly in love with the ancient earthen castles in the Middle Ages, just like the honeymoon trip of Yun Fan and Zi Ling in See You Another Dream. I am enjoying, stroking those mottled or fallen walls, trying to distinguish the square and round broken soil inside, dreaming of the touching stories of people in another time and space, narcissistic, self-liberated and comfortable. No one is bound, troubled or angry. A person is comfortable and happy, and he doesn't have to care about the slipping time and the secular significance of disturbing people. I think this is the unique charm of travel, which makes people fascinated and will clear the world for a while.

I often like to do strange things, and I can't explain them afterwards. If it's raining in Mao Mao, I'm wandering in the streets of tawny and fashionable western Europe, surrounded by classical euphemistic notes from the sixties and seventies. I'll transform myself into a stunning young woman wrapped in a red windbreaker coat, with slender legs wrapped in hollow lace stockings, ghostly eyes hidden under a black beret, dancing in the street regardless of the cynicism of others, and the attractive eye shadow of navy blue will make pearl-like earrings collide and give off crisp gold and jade. Perhaps, this is another me, hidden in the deepest part of my memory, too weak to even hold a grain of rice sand, only enough for me to enjoy music alone.

The world is so big, the vast universe has already become boundless. Sometimes, people can make some free choices, while others often don't want to be idle. It seems that once you open your heart, life will never return to a stable past. I stayed at home, lazily lying on the quilt, dreaming Doraemon over and over again. If I can't walk on the spot, I will find some books drawn and written by others, wandering in the whimsy of black and white flowers and pictures, and I can often be as happy as a bee. After nightfall, in a small house smelling of red wine, I closed my eyes barefoot and quietly searched for the occasional romance between paragraphs. As for the huge map of China, I wrote down my destination in my notebook after many years. Luoyang, Xi and Suzhou in my dreams are all small cities full of antiques and curios. I look forward to meeting a handsome boy who is destined to come under the Millennium wishing tree. Obviously, the bumpy stone steps, rain or shine for many years, I picked up the lingering entanglement between Liu Yuan and tassel in love in a fallen city, and relived the short-term love after the agreed wall had not collapsed.

Sometimes I will calm down and think about why I always yearn to go to a strange city, a city I have never met, and I am eager to know the legendary story of the century-old coffee shop on the left side of the street. Maybe it's just a little curiosity, or maybe it's destiny takes a hand, just like meeting close men and women, we all want to know whether they are lovers or not. A lot of things, maybe you already know the result, but you will go into it without hesitation. When I travel alone, I will meet people I have never seen before. In order to survive, I have to open my heart like someone I meet by chance. Traveling alone, you encounter unprecedented right and wrong. For the future, I will always learn to help myself and learn humility.

So, always think about it, take a few trips, when life is boring.

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