"Sincere Smile" - 2015.1.21

I don't know if I'm a big-hearted person or a narrow-minded person. I just know, it's a bit heartless.

I'm narrow-minded. To this day, I still remember the fat man who bullied me in the first grade of elementary school, and that hateful face is still very clear. The wicked man who stole my watch in the fourth grade of elementary school has always had a cunning face that lingers. The bastard who threw my book in the fifth grade of elementary school, that underbeaten face has always been provocative. The kid who borrowed me ten dollars in the second year of junior high school and didn't pay it back, that face that deceived me has always been annoying to me...... Many, I'm so vindictive, I'm so narrow-minded that I can't even fit a grain of sand.

I'm big-hearted. Those who have bullied me, scolded me, and deceived me just have to smile at me sincerely and treat me sincerely. I'll forget all the hurt they've done to me and have fun.

However, narrow-mindedness and broad-mindedness always interact with each other. Those who have hurt me, after smiling at me sincerely, I will forgive them and get along with them. But if those people hurt me again, then I will hate them even more than before. The reason is that the injuries that I thought I had forgotten are still there, and when combined with new ones, they become even greater harms, which triggers my greater hatred for them. But still, as long as they smile at me sincerely, then I will forget all my hatred and continue to reconcile with them. And so on and so forth.

It's like my mind is a blank slate. Someone hurt me, and I would write the word "asshole" on a piece of paper in my mind. Then, someone smiled genuinely at me again. Then I'll use the coating solution to erase those two words and replace them with a blank sheet. Until, somebody hurts me again, and I'll rewrite those two words on top of the two words I had scribbled. One time at a time, and in a loop. In other words, my hatred is still decided by someone else. When that blank paper of mind is broken, it means that I hate it so much! Fortunately, there is no such person yet.

The people who hurt me in the first place are haunted by me because they owe me a sincere smile.

I don't want their apologies or the ten dollars, but the grudge that follows the hatred.

My mind just likes to smile sincerely.

A genuine smile that I love.

"A Little Trip, Not Just a Trip" - 2015.2.19

When I was a kid, I was thinking about where I was going to travel when I grew up, thinking it was just a fun play.

When I grew up, I went to college. In the first semester of my freshman year, I also thought about where I wanted to travel when I was a child. However, I was very timid at the time. I haven't even been on the city bus a few times, and I've only been on a few times, and I've been accompanied by someone. In other words, I don't dare to take the bus in the city alone. So, I didn't think about it at the time.

Until, the end of a romance. Maybe I'm looking for relief, but I want to travel to the attractions of the city where the school is located. So, I picked up my schoolbag and staggered to take the city bus alone for the first time. Because of the unfamiliarity, it is often embarrassing. For example, I don't know where to put coins, and I don't know how much money to invest. In short, "everything is difficult at the beginning" is right.

Yes, I'm a road idiot, and if you're not careful, you'll get lost. I remember the first time I went on a small trip, it was a park near the bus terminal. That is, I sat from the start station to the finish station, and then I thought I wouldn't get lost. But when I went around the park, I found that I had walked out of the park and walked until I reached the intersection on the other side of the park. As a result, it took me a few minutes to find the entrance to my park.

There is also a later trip to Xiqiao Mountain, the entrance of Xiqiao Mountain is obviously on the left side of the intersection in front of me, but I didn't see it. So, I went around looking for it again, and after more than an hour, I found it. And I, too, was dumbfounded. So close, yet so far away......

This mainly shows that I am not suitable for traveling alone because I don't understand anything. However, I always wonder why I have the courage to face what I am afraid of by myself, and to feel the unknown in an unfamiliar place. Perhaps, falling out of love really has side effects on people.

Thanks to that side effect, I gradually fell in love with exploring the unknown and the beauty of the scenery. In the beginning, the small trip brought me just fresh happiness, or just a kind of play.

But as the number of trips increased, I found that I had changed, a little subtle and wonderful.

I actually like to travel alone because I want to take as many photos as I can on every small trip. And when someone accompanies me, I can't get my way. So, in general, I like to travel alone. Of course, if the people I travel with are like-minded with me, that's different. I really like to have people like this when I travel with me......

Traveling alone is actually a test of one's mentality and analytical ability. Because, traveling alone means that no one talks to you, you can only talk to yourself, it means that you have to face your fear alone, even if you walk alone in the deserted woods, it means that you have to analyze all the geographical location, traffic conditions, time arrangements, emergency response and other factors that are beneficial to you, and it means that you have to listen to the voice of the world in solitude......

So, the trip made me a little braver, at least I didn't even dare to take the bus. It can be said that small trips have made me yearn for nature even more, and whenever I have time, I want to run to attractions with a natural feeling, usually rain or shine.

Before graduating from university, I took a car to Qixingyan and Dinghu Mountain in Zhaoqing during a thunderstorm. The weather forecast said it would rain for a few days, and my dorm buddies advised me not to go. However, I was really different at that time, and I was surprised by what I used to be! I still chose to go willfully! Because I really wanted to go, even if I knew that the city might be rainy!) (I'm a person who hates traveling on rainy days.) As a result, after taking the car to Zhaoqing, it didn't rain, and the people there said it had rained the night before. Since then, I have a new idea about small travel: small travel can make people brave and dare to do what they want to do regardless of what others say, it can get a glimpse of the secret of luck, and it can make people grow quickly without realizing it.

With new ideas, the footprints of small trips are more and more and more widespread.

Today, the small tour has also been upgraded. I don't always take the bus anymore, but I go by bike instead. The advantage of this is that I know more about the road, and it also exercises my physical strength and willpower. Gradually, I realized that small trips have become an indispensable part of building my dreams. It can also be said that every departure and return of the small trip is my little dream.

Let's take the last small trip that was relatively close.

The day before yesterday's trip to Qiniang Mountain, the day I climbed the mountain was cloudy, and the fog was so heavy, so heavy that it was foggy from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain. A mountain with an altitude of more than 800 meters was in front of me, and I could only see some trees at the entrance at the foot of the mountain, and the rest were white and foggy. After all, it was almost the Chinese New Year, and the weather was bad, so almost no one climbed the mountain. What you should know is that Qiniang Mountain is a relatively well-preserved mountain, which means that the degree of development is not large, and the trees inside are still primitive.

When I first went up, I felt that the fog was not too thick, and I could still take some pictures of the scenery below the mountain. But when I continued to climb, I was completely wrong! I was more frightened than ever! As I was climbing, there were a lot of cobwebs hanging on the mountain road in front of me. What does that mean? It shows that no one has climbed into that position that day or in the last few days, which means that there is no one up there, I am doing the striker!

I was so scared, so scared that a wild beast would suddenly come out in front of me, and so scared to see those "things" that I didn't want to see. You know, the reason why there are so many fearful thoughts is because the fog is too heavy, which increases the gloom of the mountain several times!

And what supported me to climb up was an idea: I said to myself, this process of climbing the mountain is like the process of you going to realize your dream, you know, what your dream is, and what direction you are going, you know it. You choose to climb the mountain in such untimely weather, and no one accompanies you, just like your dream will not be recognized and favored by others at all, and you are the only one who stupidly persists. The road on the mountain is foggy and frightening, looking back at the mountain is also a white fog, you can't see the hope you want to see, just like the road you are chasing your dreams, the road ahead is confused, you don't know what unexpected changes will happen in front of you, you look back, but find that the road is also full of confusion. In this case, do you still believe in your dreams? Do you still believe that when you reach the top of the mountain, you can take pictures of the scenery? If you believe, then climb hard! Forget all the unnecessary fears.

And just like that, I kept staring ahead and crawling, not looking around at all, it was all fog.

When I was halfway up the mountain, there was a viewing platform where I could take a view, and I couldn't wait to run over it. It's like, after chasing my dreams for a while, I found a new breakthrough and wanted to see what impact it would have. As a result, it was white and there was nothing to shoot but fog. It's like, after chasing your dreams for a while, you still can't get the rewards you want. I was a little disappointed that I had climbed so hard and not getting what I wanted.

Fortunately, I still thought like this: What's wrong, are you disappointed? Are you going to give up, or do you keep crawling and believe that you will definitely get a picture? Is your dream really so vulnerable?

Very good, I believe that I will be able to take pictures of the scenery I want to photograph. So, continue to overcome the fear of climbing, the higher the mountain, the heavier the fog, the more eerie it feels!

So, what happened after that? Sure enough, it was still white. I kept convincing myself to climb up. I always believe that the scenery can be photographed from the top of the mountain, and I believe that my dream can come true!

In the end, I broke through the boundaries of physical fitness and psychological pressure, and finally climbed to the top! The moment I climbed to the top, I felt that there was a faint sunshine. I looked up, yes, the only little time of sunshine in a cloudy day. I hurriedly took a picture with my phone! I felt that was enough. Heaven didn't mean to defeat me, it just wanted me to understand the mental journey of chasing my dreams. The faint sunlight had swept away all my hard work, and even if I didn't get any beautiful pictures, I was content. The growth of the soul is much more important than the beautiful scenery. Also, there is no fog at the top of the mountain, and the fog is beautiful, hitting like a tidal wave. This makes me believe that there are many stages to chasing dreams, and when you break through a certain stage, your heart will be clear, and you will naturally foresee the next stage of the road.

When I went down the mountain, I still saw a few people coming to climb the mountain. They all asked me how high the top of the mountain was from them. I'm happy to answer them all. It feels like I can still climb very fast.

When leaving Qiniang Mountain, there is a special feeling when you take a selfie in the white fog. It's not gloomy, it's the feeling of being in heaven. Yes, I climbed the mountain when there were few people on a cloudy day, and I couldn't get a clear view. However, I was able to photograph a "paradise" that only a few people can photograph. If so, dreams, too.

That's what I'm going to think about when I was on a trip. Therefore, for me now, small travel is not only a happy play, but also the sublimation of my own soul.

That's the real reason why I love little travel.

Small trips, not just trips. It's also part of my dream. So, I love little travel!