Traveling far is also a way to go home.

The recent state is a bit strange. My mind will still list and sort out distant places that I miss from time to time, but it seems that I am in no hurry to start, let alone arrive. A little contradictory, yes.

Generally speaking, after the holiday, it's time to run around. But this time, I really don't want to go out. It's not entirely because of the limited budget-in that case, there should be deep unwillingness, and it's not because of time and peers. -With the current travel experience, you can brush and feed separately.

What's the reason? I asked in my mind.

A voice replied: Not yet. We'll arrive naturally then.

Well, the whole mystery, Amitabha. ...

Every time I traveled before, I was simply excited. For that destination, I am full of freshness and curiosity for myself who is about to go to the destination. With the growth of my age, I gradually found that that kind of play seems to be no longer suitable for me. At least, the excitement gradually disappeared.

So I can't help asking myself, what should be the purpose of traveling? Beauty remains the same, but what does it have to do with me? If you arrive, you can have it. As a passer-by, what I can do is not to see it in my eyes, nor just to keep it in my heart, but to make it a part of me.

The ravines in the mountains and rivers are reflected in people's hearts in order to live forever. How to reflect correctly needs to be practiced separately.

The biggest attraction of distance is actually not in the scene. Beautiful scenery is just a reason to start, a goal to move forward. As a traveler, the harvest should be picked on the way. Or a conversation with someone you met by chance, or a surprise discovery when you were walking in a foreign land, or a feeling of returning from a trip in your heart.

There are three problems in philosophy: who am I, where I come from and where I am going. This has long been a joke in today's network context. However, once we are touched into deep thinking, we will find that all the problems in our minds revolve around these three.

Always staying in one place, inertia often makes people ignore themselves, this place, and the relationship between people and this place. And once you leave, those emotional veins that lurk on weekdays will beat inadvertently.

Homesickness is born from this.

The idea comes from a trip last year.

Sabah, Malaysia, is my first trip abroad. In retrospect, everything on that trip was actually appropriate. The trip was successfully completed, and the people I met and the scenery I saw were very good. However, my heart is missing a joy. Until the moment I set foot on the return trip, I suddenly couldn't wait. Then I thought, I used to have this mentality every time I traveled. Like this trip is just to find the way home.

Maybe someone will say, then why come out? I have been staying at home.

No, that's different.

As I said just now, why can people realize the existence of habits? It is because of the emergence of "unaccustomed". When you go to a place where you can eat noodles at any time, you will find how delicious your rice is. When you hear people who speak Mandarin everywhere, you will realize how strong our Sichuan dialect is. When you come to a place where there is no signal, you will miss the good of wifi-well, this last one doesn't count.

These are still things that you can really feel. The emotional ups and downs in my heart are even more indescribable. If you have to give an example, many poems about immortals throughout the ages may give people a glimpse. However, comparing this kind of emotional fluctuation in travel with people's homesickness seems to be making a mountain out of a molehill.

Not so good, but it can't be denied. After all, it is true. I still remember when I first entered Kota Kinabalu, my first feeling was: Wow, it's really like Xiao Suining. This idea has also appeared frequently since then. See, for us, whether a place is good or not is not only related to its objective reality, but also related to the place we are most familiar with. The standard of beauty is not completely objective, and we need to draw a conclusion through comparison. The most familiar place is of course our home.

We go out again and again just to experience more possibilities. In the end, we will go back to where we started. Even if the body is still outside, the heart is always at home. Just like the little prince, traveling from one planet to another, he is still thinking about his own planet B6 12 and the roses at home.

Farther and farther away from home, we are looking for ourselves.

Maybe this is the meaning of the trip I want.

Of course, I may think too much about everything.

Comrades who think that traveling is just eating, drinking, strolling and patting are also very European. Please stick to your path. I only complain once in a while, so leave me alone.

But think about it, many places I have been to and people I have met before are not recorded because I am lazy. It's a pity, so I decided to sort out these memories when I am free this year.

Of course, I don't write the so-called raiders. There are many strategies on the Internet, and there are also fancy travel photos, pretending to be a fan Wen Yi, but dancing in the dam can't be photographed. You can have everything you want. As for me, just write casually, with or without a theme.

My memory is my endless wealth. See, it's good to get old, such as picking it up at night.

That's an order.