? Luggage, what is it? The accumulation of growth...

? What is the distance? The light of pursuit...

? So, what is loneliness? The price of freedom...

In the long years, have you ever thought about this sentence: Loneliness is the journey of freedom. I don’t know at what age you have tasted the charm of loneliness. After the "empty nest old man", the new term "empty nest youth" appeared. This loneliness comes from the pressure of the bustling city and self-survival. They carry their bags and life; they stay away from the greenhouse home and embark on a solitary life; they are missing something. This comes from the care of the family and fills in the responsibility for the work. People rushing to work on the subway in the early morning, people rushing around after work under the neon lights at night, and their families seem to have gradually drifted apart since college. Friends may be in different cities or in the same city but are far apart from each other. We can spend the weekend together, but it is still messed up by some unexpected things. We stay apart silently and choose to live in a small home, a comfortable and comfortable home.

? The first time I came across this sentence came from a senior sister whom I admired very much. She was kind, confident, and courageous. At the same time, she seemed to be "lonely". On a night when I was tossing and turning and still couldn't sleep, I remembered that sentence: loneliness is the price of freedom. In fact, I still have a longing for a touch of loneliness in my bones, maybe only a touch. Take a casual trip alone during the holidays. Go and see what your heart has been longing for: take a look at the Mogao Grottoes in Dunhuang, and taste the spicy food in Chengdu. This is a journey of a person, in a strange city, looking for youth hostels and delicious food alone. , plan every route and record every experience. I long for many people’s journeys at the same time, such as going to Iceland to see the aurora, going to Antarctica to see penguins, and going to the ice and snow to feel the coolness that penetrates my heart! Go to taste the tropical rainforest fruit Cupuazu, go to Costa Rica to witness the golden toads, fragrant orchids and bright quetzals, and go to the tropical and subtropical rainforest areas to experience a real downpour!

? This is a distant place - the luggage needs to be big enough

? This is the luggage - the heart needs to be big enough

? This is loneliness - all freedom is needed Moderate enough

? I like to go to the library alone, walk around without any scruples, stop and read, and read books. When you are tired, you can go out for a walk and look at the scenery; when you are hungry, you can go out for a walk and enjoy delicious food. I don’t like aimless shopping alone. Walking on a busy avenue and looking at the groups of shoppers holding hands, for me who is not strong enough in my heart, there will be a feeling that I don’t know why. The sadness of life. I don't like hot pot and spicy hotpot, I always feel that it lacks the unique taste it should have. I like to go out alone, ride a bicycle, and go where I want to go. It seems that my vision is infinite, and in the end all roads lead to Rome. Find a green lawn, explore a precious land by the water, lean against a willow tree, touch a piece of grass, and pick a small wild flower when you are free. Then look, think, and be in a daze quietly. It seems a little selfish and narrow-minded to divide my own wishes and unwillingness in this way, but I am really lucky enough to have an iron triangle in college, and I can always give another person the time to live alone that she hopes for. .

? When the winter snow melts silently in the stream, when the spring light blooms again, you can hear it from a distance, but it is clear enough. It is the voice of pursuing freedom, it is the stream, it is the bird, it is the tree, it is Flowers are children playing and farmers cultivating the land.

I soar in freedom, I swim in freedom.

Late at night, looking at the drunken moon and the deep sea...