The theme of the essay is knowledge, knowledge, reading or traveling. 1000 words

Travel is a gorgeous dream, and only life is the essence of life. The farther you go, the more places you go and the clearer you want to live.

When I lived in China before, I was curious about the outside world. Because I was born in China, I had no choice, so I always felt how wonderful the outside world was. After going through so many countries, I found that even in developed countries, there will be their social problems and inconveniences. There is no heaven in this world. Only by living a good life with an indifferent heart can we be happy.

Every trip is a new understanding of yourself. During the trip, I learned to be strong, to be practical, to put myself in other's shoes, to see things from others' perspective, and to try to understand something I don't agree with. I am grateful for the friendship gained during my trip and the help from so many strangers.

The more places you go, the more you find yourself in unknown areas, and the more you see people outside. Travel has taught me heartfelt humility. Travel is not a comparison. How many countries have you been to, what remote places have you been to, how awesome you are, what lens you use and what equipment you have. What you really get from your heart.

Traveling makes me cherish my present life more. I will not be a working slave who only knows how to make money and climb up, nor will I just travel without taking social responsibility. I live in this world in my own way. I am who I am.

If travel is poison, I'd rather despair. During the journey, I can be my purest self, laugh when I am happy, cry when I am sad, go crazy when I see snow-capped mountains, run around when I see wild flowers, be moved when I see exquisite art and painting, and shout when I see different life. Thousands of waters passed by Qian Shan, thinking of the smiling faces of people from all over the world, I was moved in my heart.

In the dull and busy city life, I can never forget what I have experienced and the friends I have known all over the world. Maybe when I get old, I'll sit on a spacious rattan chair with a cup of thick black tea at my hand. Facing the sunny sunset, I will turn my head and smile at each other. All bloom flowers fall, share weal and woe, success and failure, success and failure, laughter and tears will be ignored in that long flowing years.