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I hope I can come back alive.

This is the greatest wish of me and all the people around me who know that I want to go to go on road trip alone before I leave. Earlier, Lao He and I had fantasized for countless times that I had unfortunately fallen into a pyramid scheme. We sat on the playground in the west and had a deep discussion on a series of problems such as how to send out the signal for help. I even thought about writing a suicide note and letting her handle my affairs. But in the end, the trip just started in a hurry with a backpack full of sundries and an accident insurance in 60 yuan.

It's been half a year since my last ride, and I'm ambitious to play exciting again.

Starting from Qufu,

The destination is Dali,

The way is to hitch a ride.

The whole journey is about 2500 kilometers.

It is estimated that it will take about fifteen days.

As Wang Xiaobo said, indicators are the mortal enemy of all romantic feelings. So, in the next ten days, I kept raising and putting down the sign that said "hitchhiking" for this indicator. Although I benefited a lot along the way, I also missed some scenery in a hurry and was tired.

DAY 1？

Qufu, Shandong → Zoucheng → Tengzhou → Weishan → Xuzhou, Jiangsu

170km

On my first day in Xuzhou, I took four buses.

From school, cross the North Market with a heavy backpack, take k05 to the Maternal and Child Health Hospital, and then transfer to 104 aisle. The hitchhiking trip officially started, holding the words hitchhiking on the roadside, waiting patiently for the car to stop. As long as you are willing to wait, a car will give you a ride. I brought a white notebook and wanted to stamp it everywhere I went. There are no stamps in Zoucheng's post office, but one was built in Tengzhou town.

A hitchhiking driver uncle bought several bottles of water when he went to the gas station to refuel. I had to take those who got off the bus. I thought it was enough to buy my own water. When I got off the bus, I tried my best to push it away, but the buddy sitting in the back still stuffed water into the bag.

The time to arrive in Xuzhou is after five o'clock in the afternoon. According to the plan, I'm ready to put up a tent outside for the night. On Baidu, I searched for "a place suitable for tents in Xuzhou" and found yunlong lake Park in it. After arriving by bus, many people were swimming in Yunlong Lake, and the shore was full of men in shorts, soaked to the skin.

The crowd was bustling and looked very lively, and I stood out of place in the crowd with my bag on my back. Because of my inner fear and anxiety, I began to become afraid. Deep down, I have been saying to myself, "Will there be bad people among so many people?" "Is it dangerous to pitch a tent here?" "The man has been looking at you with strange eyes. Does he want to do something for you? " Although I am scared to death, I still pretend to be calm and calm, so that others can dispel those unnecessary thoughts.

Walking leisurely along the lake, my eyes secretly swept around, trying to find a suitable place to set up a tent. "Well, it should be good in this pavilion." "It must be very comfortable on the beach." At the exit of the park, I was hungry, so I went out to find something to eat.

I found that I didn't bring my mobile phone charger when I was eating, and finally I walked on the street for a long time before I bought a charger. When I walked slowly to the park again, the park was still crowded with people. People are free to resist the heat in water.

I sat down on a bench in a pavilion, waited for people to become scarce, and then set up a tent. I don't want to set up a tent with so many people watching, and then tell them naked, "Look, I'm going to sleep here alone tonight. If you want to grab money and grab color, get ready quickly. "

I sat on the bench for a long time until the lights in the park went out, everything around me became hazy and people became blurred. I suddenly feel as comfortable as a fish jumping into the water. When it's dark, everyone is unfamiliar, so you are less conspicuous. At eleven o'clock in the evening, there were people standing on the shore happily, and a fish jumped into the water. I was so sleepy that I set up a tent on the shore and lay on the uneven beach.

I naturally didn't sleep well that night, and the tent was hot and humid. At three o'clock in the morning, several men and women were playing on the beach. At five o'clock in the morning, an uncle came to swim. I lay awake until after six o'clock, and got up after reading the weather forecast that it was going to rain. As soon as the tent was closed, light rain began to trickle down. I quickly packed my luggage and walked around yunlong lake Park with an umbrella.

It was raining harder and harder, so I hid in the park for a while and then went to the post office. After "the glory of the king" lost two games, the post office finally opened, with stamps affixed first and then stamped. After the rain stopped, I went to the next stop, Huaibei.

the third day

Xuzhou, Jiangsu → Xiaoxian, Anhui → Huaibei → Suzhou → Huaiyuan → Bengbu, Anhui.

212km

First, I got a ride to Xiaoxian County, and the rain began to keep falling. Hide in the gas station to avoid the rain. Chatting with my aunt when buying water at the gas station. At first, my aunt asked me enthusiastically if I wanted to come out to play and go to college. How many books? What's the score of the college entrance examination? Then I changed the subject and began to tell me proudly that both children had taken more than 600 exams, what school they went to in Zhejiang, and so on. Probably for parents, children are always their greatest glory to show off.

I was worried that it would rain all the time, so I took the urban and rural bus to Huaibei City. Standing on the roadside waiting for the bus in the rain, a dark-skinned truck driver put his arm on the window and looked down at me with a smile. I smiled at him, and he smiled at me and blinked. When the green light came on, he drove away. Leave me alone in the rain.

It rained heavily after I arrived in Huaibei, so of course I should stay in the hotel in this weather. I booked a place online and followed the map with an umbrella. How I miss that soft bed. After a greedy sleep, it is another sunny day.

When I set out from Huaibei, I met the tracks on the road and took out my tripod to take pictures. Despite the scorching sun and sweat oozing from my skin, I still can't stop my enthusiasm for taking pictures.

I left contentedly and met an uncle. Uncle is wearing shabby slippers, pushing an equally shabby bicycle, and there are several beverage bottles in the deformed basket. He talked with me enthusiastically, and we overcame many language barriers and talked well. He thought I was going to Suzhou by bus, so he told me that I could wait for the bus at the intersection ahead. So we talked about the days we didn't understand and walked to the expressway under the scorching sun.

After taking three trains to Bengbu, I slept in a nearby park for one night. When I first arrived at the park, it was evening, and the afterglow of the sunset dyed the lake golden through the analysis between buildings. The park is full of loud music. The aunts huddled together and twisted their postures. There is also a hiking association, which organizes a group of people to March forward neatly waving flags. I slept much more peacefully that night than when I was in Xuzhou, and I also had a lot less troubles and worries.

Travel has always been a luxury, either replacing consumption with youth or resisting hardships with money. "Youth is work" I have tried many times to say this to my driver in a relaxed tone, and the simplest motivation for my hitchhiking is to make my life more colorful. Besides, you can pretend. I can tell others with great fanfare that I have been to many places, taken many cars and basked in many places.

sixth day

Bengbu in Anhui → Shouxian → Lu 'an → Jinzhai → Wuhan in Hubei → Jiayu.

6 13 km

After waiting for the bus for more than an hour, I finally escaped from the scorching sun in Lu' an to a business car. /kloc-born in 0/996, wearing sunglasses, thin, with a good face, lazily looking out against the window. I sat in the back row and looked at the woman sitting in the co-pilot seat with great interest. I have been talking to the driver since I got on the bus, but she has remained silent.

"I'll go fishing with the county leaders later. Do you want to join us? " After handling the company affairs, I hung up the phone, and the promising young brother A told me. "No, no .. I can't fish." I quickly looked back and took a sip of water. I don't want to go fishing with a group of potbellied "leaders"

Day 13

Changsha (Hunan) → Phoenix → Tongren (Guizhou)

480 kilometers

Later, I made Hitchhiking, which sounded exciting and as boring as life. Time was dull, and I stood in the hot sun with a heavy bag on my back, repeating the action of placarding. So I don't need to go into details.

On such a day, the only thing that excites me is the strange faces that I have only met once. They have their own lives and stories. The children studying abroad desperately spit out foreigners, the eldest brother who wants to ride the Sichuan-Tibet line but makes a living by running, and the partner of Hunan primary school summer camp ... We met in a long life and then broke up.

There has never been a situation in which a day's ride in Tongren was fruitless. I finally compromised. After 13 days of wind and sun, the ride ended with a train ticket from Yuping to Guiyang. Later, I went to the school where the senior high school team did summer camp, stayed for one night and then moved to go to dali.

After the trip, my life was still dull, so I didn't become a hero. For me, this trip is like a cloud in a cloudy mountain in Dali. It seems that the smoke is rolling, but it suddenly disappears.

I thought that loneliness could drag me to travel and make me a hero, and freedom could resist loneliness, but this trip brought me nothing but darker skin than before. I am still that fragile, I will still skip class and stay in bed, I will still give up halfway on a whim, I will still be timid and fickle.