To road trip and Tibet, do you know the significance of traveling?

What's the point of traveling in this small world for us in the desolate and distant spiral arms of the Milky Way, in the small solar system and on the small blue planet? What's the point of having only a hundred years to live?

Day and night alternation of Angkor Wat

Perhaps, it is to see many lives that appear randomly because of the differences in distance and living environment, and to perceive the vitality brought by the alternation of day and night at different latitudes and longitudes; Perhaps, it is a short time to decorate your life in another way and unify the magnificence sent by the rainforest or desert; Perhaps, is waiting for an opportunity to switch selfish feelings into a kind of * * *?

I don't think so. On the road or sitting at home, thinking about the distance through, you can travel to the singularity of the universe in an instant and veto all the meanings.

In my opinion, the meaning of traveling is actually not asking questions, but walking is the purpose. Perhaps, it also includes picking up garbage.

Recently, a Mr Cai was in Tibet, go on road trip. He not only saw snow-capped mountains and grasslands, but also picked up more than 500 bags of garbage along the way.

The scenery was beautiful all the way, but while Mr. Cai was intoxicated with the beautiful scenery, he found that many tourists left paper towels and mineral water bottles at will, polluting the natural environment.

He packed all the rubbish that could be seen everywhere with a bag and transported it to a nearby garbage bin or county garbage station for centralized treatment with his own car.

In those days when he walked on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, he spent several hours cleaning up the garbage almost every day. He said it was a happy thing.

Picking up garbage itself is definitely unhappy, I can be sure of that, but the environmental awareness and hidden love for mountains and rivers he brings are from the heart. He freed people from those unrealistic heights and put their heartfelt love for nature into practice. The realization of this kind of love is the real happiness.

This kind of happiness is infectious. Mr. Cai said that after seeing his behavior, many tourists joined the army of garbage collection, and they cleaned up the places they passed. But in my opinion, the significance of this matter lies in embarrassing those who throw garbage. Maybe it's just their unintentional behavior, but when they habitually want to throw it away, Teacher Cai's physical practice will become their psychological cost to some extent.

The Qinghai-Tibet Plateau is really beautiful and worth visiting again. But its environment is really fragile and needs the love of everyone who is lucky enough to see it.

Including all the scenic spots that are open to tourists and closed to tourists in our southeast and northwest, all need to be cherished by every beautiful traveler who is eager to perceive them.

You can do nothing, but to get the beauty you want, you must have a heart that can think about the meaning of travel and restrain your uncivilized behavior.

I hope that there will be less and less news about the engraving of Badaling Great Wall and the printing of footprints by Zhang Ye Danxia, and finally disappear; I also hope that there are more and more walkers like Mr. Cai, and suddenly there is no place for them.

In Teacher Cai, I saw the qualities that a real traveler should have and redefined the meaning of tourism. Needless to say, I appreciate Mr. Cai's behavior. This full positive energy is worthy of praise and publicity!

I can now draw a clear conclusion about the significance of travel, that is: let yourself walk into a beautiful scenery.