I like to take the train, I like to go south or north slowly one stop at a time, and I like me during the journey.
Just because, in the middle of the journey, I don't belong to the starting point or the end point, I don't belong to anywhere or anyone. At this moment, I just need to belong to myself.
All obligations, responsibilities, disputes or concessions, and all ties in the world are separated at both ends of the track, while I, in the carriage, have nothing to want. At that moment, all I had to do was sit quietly by the window and watch the scenery change outside.
The scenery outside the window is constantly changing, and mountains and valleys stretch through. I see every book is long and thin in those forests. In order to win the sunshine, they grow by all euphemistic methods. Walking through a large paddy field, I saw a lonely tree in the middle of the ridge. Because of loneliness, I can stretch my branches and leaves freely, like a big, thick and round umbrella.
In real life, I know I have to learn tolerance and forbearance, just like those trees in the dense forest. However, on the Yuan Ye of the mind, please let me grow into a tree with broad sunshine.
I also know that before this, I must first learn to be independent. In my deepest heart, I must learn not to seek attachment from anyone!
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