At one time, I was very envious of those who could travel.
At that time, I was bound by many conditions, no money, no experience, no courage, and no motivation to go outside. Every time I hear someone talk about the outside world, my eyes are full of envy.
Later, I also started buying tickets again and again, taking trains, checking guides, visiting scenic spots, taking photos, and walking through thousands of mountains and rivers. No matter how tired you are, walking on the road will not be exhausted. At the time, I thought it was because of good health. Later, when I thought about it, it was all because of joy.
When a person is very happy, he can really forget all fatigue.
One night, when my roommate talked to Huangshan, I also thought of my trip to Huangshan. Because I didn't have the money to live in a hotel on the mountain, my friend and I sat in the lobby of the hotel for the whole night. The temperature was below zero, and we tremble and passed by chatting.
When I went down the mountain the next day, I met a foreigner who greeted me with a smile: "Good morning!" I don't know why. The exhaustion and grievance of the whole night passed just like that. I also returned a smiley face.
On another occasion, I stood alone in the square outside Tianjin Station at five o'clock in the morning, and I panicked with discomfort because I hadn't rested for two consecutive days. The sky was raining, my eyes were dull, and I asked myself: "Is it because my brain has been flooded and I have to come out and spend money to suffer this crime? Isn't it okay to stay warm and stay in the school dormitory alone?" Finally, I coaxed myself: It shouldn't be a wrong thing to go out and walk around.
When I think about it now, I have almost forgotten many beautiful sceneries, but I may never forget the scene of dialogue with myself. Because it was in that situation that I discovered my ability to endure hardships, I learned to coax myself to be happy, touched the boundaries of physical strength, and slowly saw myself more real.
So I realized that traveling is not just to see so many scenery, but more importantly, to discover the unknown self on the road.
For a while, I was blindly obsessed with the number of books. I felt that the more the number, the higher the efficiency. I didn't know how to read a book. No matter how hard or thick the book was, I would finish reading it after a long time. When I recalled it again, I actually didn't understand it at all, but when others asked, I would always make up things.
Is this interesting? It's not interesting, but for children, a little bit of superiority will squeeze out some meaning. In fact, I didn't understand "A Hundred Years of Solitude" at that time, I didn't understand "Hero with a Thousand Faces", I didn't understand what "Norwegian Forest" was about, and I didn't know what was so good about "A Dream of Red Mansions".
I can’t keep up with my experience, even if I read a little, I don’t understand it. It's all about accumulation. Fortunately, when I watch it the second time, the third time, and the fourth time, I can feel a little bit, and slowly realize some principles of life, it seems that the books I have read also melt on my body.
So now when I read a book, I can read a different taste in the book I have read, like meeting old friends and telling each other what they have seen and heard. This kind of feeling is very strange. We have seen it and seem to have never seen it before. We say that we are strange but we did have a fate before. If we meet again, who can say that it is not fate?
Did I see the new book? Yes, but not really.
I think I have seen a brand new self, a self who is completely different in knowledge, experience, emotions, and experience from a few years ago, so through many words I can see sadness, hesitation, absurdity, and also see ordinary.
I always see myself in others. Sometimes it’s my own characteristics, sometimes it’s a bit of strength, but it’s more of my own shortcomings and shortcomings.
Er Fat is a careful and sincere person. When we went to visit friends and elders together, she would remind me to buy gifts, saying that it’s no wonder that people are courteous. Xiao Cao always cares about my state of work. He urged me not to delay things, think for the future in advance, and be more active...
So I knew my many shortcomings. It turns out that reading countless people is not for everyone to be able to talk to each other. , But let you look at the world, and finally take a look at yourself. Still make do? Could it be better!
Seeing myself makes me more down-to-earth, and there are firewood, rice, oil and salt in my life. These things are also very interesting, allowing me to be more grounded and live more real.
Truth is confidence, and truth has its own strength.
So I started to admire real people, like to speak the truth, do real and pyrotechnic things, and start dealing with the real self. Start to discover a new self.
