A three-minute speech on the meaning of travel

Either traveling or reading, body and soul, there must always be one on the road. Below are a few articles I compiled for you, I hope they can help you.

Chapter 1

Dear XX:

Someone once said that you must either study or travel, body and mind, one must be on the road. Living in this world, we will meet many people and experience many things. We always feel confused and tired. At this time, why not go traveling? Understand life while walking and find yourself in contact with nature. Traveling makes people knowledgeable. During travel, we can always discover things that cannot be found in books. We can see beautiful scenery and learn about new cultural customs. We can discover this wonderful and beautiful world at our own pace. So, don’t be bound by books, travel, and better understand the meaning of life. Traveling can give our souls a real relief, away from the complexity of reality, away from the hustle and bustle of the city, and away from all worries.

Bathe in the sunshine and walk in the breeze. In such beautiful scenery, I feel brand new every second. When we come to different cities, meet new people, and enjoy different scenery, it's like we have found a new self. The so-called travel is not just about how many places you have been to, how many delicious foods you have eaten, and how many beautiful scenery you have seen. It is about having different understandings of yourself and different feelings about life during one journey after another. In fact, life is a journey. What is important is not the destination, but the mood to appreciate the scenery. Let us continue on the road of youth and dreams.

Thank you all!

Chapter 2

Dear XX:

I remember one summer vacation in college, during my free time, my classmates and I Let’s go to Tangbula in Yili to see the “Ten Mile Gallery” in Jiangnan beyond the Great Wall. Along the way, there are dilapidated walls and peaceful and prosperous farmhouses; there are boundless Gobi deserts and thick poplar trees on the roadside; there are bare mounds and even more brilliant yellow sunflowers... The blue sky, the playing marmots, the leisurely atmosphere. The wind blows, and occasionally a stream of water flows through the vast grassland, nourishing the flocks of cattle and sheep. In this land, there is tenderness like the breeze, but also roughness and heroism like an eagle. The two are perfectly combined. This is the combination of strength and beauty. After being tempered by fate, it has created countless vitality and miracles.

I have tortured myself countless times about what the meaning of life is, and I have been trapped in the dilemma of the meaning of life countless times, but that trip gave me countless enlightenments. For me, the water and soil in the south have nourished me, and this land has grown me. Because living on this land is a miracle in itself, just like the green pines growing among the rocks or the flowers blooming on the Gobi desert. Dear friends, when you see a tree, you will not know how huge its root system is, just like every person has a vague and powerful impulse to take positive action. There is also the Haloxylon ammodendron that grows in the Gobi. It is not impulsive because of the environment. It is not proud of victory and not discouraged by failure. It is not complacent when it is bright and it is not painful when it is dark. It does not forget the pain when the situation is favorable. It may as well be contented when the situation is painful. Don't be arrogant when working in a high position, and don't complain when working at a lower level; when things go smoothly, you don't think everything is going well; when things don't go your way, you don't think everything is a disappointment. Because life requires you to live an active life.

If life is a journey, then the meaning of travel is to feel it and be shocked by it. During the journey, live out your precious inner life, don’t miss anything, and live a positive life.

Thank you all!

Part 3

Dear XX:

The permanent change in the world is constant change, and time will Some people are separated and some people are reunited, some people are separated and never meet again, and some people are never separated again after they meet. The so-called fate is just an excuse for people not to meet or separate.

Going from one city to another, from a place where you are tired of being treated to a place where others are tired of being treated. During the day, the same busy traffic. At night, the lights are the same. However, I encountered another mood. Sometimes the heart is tired, sometimes the person is tired, and sometimes the body and mind are tired. We need a break to give ourselves a chance to breathe.

When you step on a train or a plane, when you are put on a backpack or pick up a handbag, when you pass through the grass on both sides of the railway to the tall buildings in the city, when you go from the towering palaces in the north to the south. In the pavilions and pavilions, we relax all the way, daydream all the way, and return to the truth. Sometimes when I embark on a journey, I just want to keep going like this, always on the road. Not escaping reality, just reviewing your true self.

Society is complicated, and it is harder to stay simple than to become complicated. When you grow up, the neon lights on the streets are no more bright than a firefly when you were a child, and the delicacies in the hotel are not as sweet as half a sweet potato from the field. The display window was full of toys, except for the slingshot made of tree branches. Time is still here, but we are gone. It is the easily satisfied and carefree us who left.

Take a trip to eat farm food, go sightseeing in the mountains, play in the water, go to our hometown to reminisce about the path full of our footprints, and go to the splendid campus that was full of our smiling faces in the past, just full of joy When we leave, we often come back disappointed, so we regret: At that time, it was just ordinary.

So we feel: things are different and people are different.

When we were young, we always stepped on the darkness under our feet, but now we are always swallowed by darkness. Travel is not just about physically moving from one city to another, it is not about taking pictures of the scenery during the journey, and it is not about the dining table. A series of special snacks. If it is limited to this, then it is just arty and empty propaganda. The real journey is to meet yourself, take your soul home, walk and think, no need to rush, no need to show off, no need to be pretentious, communicate with nature, talk to history, and walk with the original self.

Traveling is an encounter with another self. Travel is a kind of refuge, refuge in nature. Travel is a time to remember and remember history. Traveling is about the heart and the soul, and has nothing to do with the journey under your feet.

Thank you everyone!

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