You only have one life, don't leave regrets.

? You only have one life, this sentence was heard from a young girl who traveled to Africa alone in an RV. Anyone who hears it will be more or less moved. My monitor is a person with a story like the heroine in the novel. Once she told me that she wanted to go back to her hometown in a neighboring province alone. She and the class next door are lovers, from high school to the present university. They always go back and forth to their hometown and school together, which is really enviable. So when I heard that she wanted to go home and exercise her coping ability alone, I was very supportive. At the same time, I also told her that this is a blessing that others can't fix. And told his own experience of going to Wuhan alone.

? A few years ago, I would never have thought that I would cross half of China to Hubei by train alone. When I left home that winter vacation, I carried a backpack with little luggage and set foot on the train to Wuhan. I have omitted hundreds of words. I always have a lot of bad memories about hard seats on trains. The structure of Wuhan Railway Station is also easy to recognize. I found a place with many road signs to take the bus. I really appreciate the uncle who showed me the way, just like a bright light.

? I made a strategy the night before I left. The first stop is Tanhualin. I took the bus 5 1 1, get off and go back. Just after two stops, I showed some pictures to Jane friends.

I envy people who live upstairs and sell handicrafts downstairs. Craft is guarding art ..

Street painting, I really envy those who can draw, and occasionally watch videos to learn.

There are many such beautiful shops scattered all over the street.

Many people took photos with this road sign, and I also took a road sign, because I don't like taking selfies alone.

Xiao Wenqing should like this place very much.

? Tanhualin was once set as a place of cultural integration in history, and this hospital was then.

Say goodbye to the Yellow Crane Tower here.

It's a pity that I didn't take the ferry across the river to Qingchuan Pavilion!

An antique place, it is enchanting to see someone taking pictures and the photographer demonstrating the action himself.

Last stop, Hanyang stove.

The front, back, left and right sides of the house are like this.

In order to take these photos, I was despised by the uncle of the decoration team. I heard a deep sigh in the distance.

Before dusk, I stepped on the subway to the railway station. ...

Looking forward to the next trip without regrets, people can only live once, right?