Should young people pursue poetry and distance?

During the winter vacation, my son sent an email from the United States, telling me that he would drive from his north to the south this holiday and drew a road map across 1 1 states. On the third day of his departure, he called Austin, the capital of Texas, and told me excitedly that a writer had written the last leaf here? Henry Museum, when passing through Memphis yesterday, he visited the former residence of rock star Elvis Presley.

I envy him and support him. When I was young, I should wander far away. Wandering will let him see things he has never seen before, and make his life radius spread wider and farther like water.

I remember one early spring, late at night, I was alone at the West Berlin Railway Station, waiting for my transfer. There are only a few people waiting on the silent platform, and one of them is like a porcelain. I went to ask, and sure enough, he came to see someone. We chatted and learned that he was an international student studying electronics here after graduating from Tianjin University. He said this sentence, although more than ten years have passed, I still remember it vividly: "When I first arrived in Berlin, there was only 10 in my pocket." Even with only $65,438+00, he dares to travel. I guess he paid for it. Being in a foreign country, being unaccompanied and wandering is his destiny, and it has also become his character.

I also think of myself, younger than my son, driving north and heading for the Great Northern Wilderness. Naturally suffered a lot. As soon as the "big smoke cannon" of the Great Northern Wilderness blew, it startled me first. It's freezing, and the road is long, and it seems to have reached the horizon. My wandering heart is like a broken kite, I don't know where it will land. However, it made me see so much pain and cruelty, and also touched so many beautiful homesickness and old friends, which not only gave me my initial youth, but also became an unforgettable memory for me today.

Yes, when I was young, I was restless, didn't know my little place, and daydreamed. I imagine the distance so beautifully that I dare to go out and wander. Wandering is not a trip, but it must pay a price. Tasting more life is by no means sitting in a warm Starbucks sipping coffee in winter. However, it is only possible to wander when you are young. Wandering needs courage, young body and imagination, and you will gain what you can only have when you are young, and memories when you are old. In one's life, if there is anything really called no regrets, in my opinion, it is that your childhood has fun, your youth has wandering experience, and your old age has unforgettable memories.