If you travel a lot, you will gradually become less feeling, because the similarity of the scenery is so close......

I thought that if I looked at the scenery with a good reputation, it would feel very fresh and special. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info but it turns out that my sensory organs have become very picky.

The program on the third day was to go to Lembongan Island to play water games, which I heard was beautiful and fun.

But "heard" can only be a legend for some people, such as me. The legend is so amazing that I can't feel it......

On the way to Lembongan, many of the group members said that the volcano they saw the next day was very beautiful, but I really couldn't see how beautiful it was. Except for some of the half-edged mountains that look like they have been burned to charcoal by fire, the other features are not different from many of the mountains I've seen. I didn't feel that kind of beauty at all, maybe it had something to do with the fact that it was cloudy at the time, or maybe my sensory organs were numb......

Looking at their excited expressions, I began to wonder if they had seen too few mountains, or if I didn't know how to appreciate the beauty of nature.

After arriving at Lembongan Island, it was also cloudy. The sea water is also very clear. Yes, it's pretty clear. However, compared to the last time I went to the beautiful beaches in Cambodia, the clarity of the water was a bit dull. Again, maybe it's because it's cloudy, or maybe it's because my sensory organs are numb......

After most of the day, the only thing that made me feel good was that I had a new attempt. I snorkeled and jumped into the sea from a relatively high position.

These new attempts are relatively rich spiritual food for my spiritual world. That can also be said to be a breakthrough in the heart......

The scenery didn't really satisfy me, Panpan? Unexpectedly, on the third day, it was Xiao Shi who lived in the same room with me to play with her.

With his unique humor and his own courage, he has always accompanied her to take pictures and play. Moreover, his joking words are all ambiguous with a provocative nature......

So, on the third day, I was also alone to take pictures and play alone. After all, no one likes to play with someone who doesn't have a sense of humor and doesn't know how to chat, it's not interesting at all......

On that day, my most iconic state was quiet, and my most iconic expression was a stiff smile.

I feel like travel can't really save me from the bottom of my heart. Not only no, but if I don't concentrate on traveling, I will fall into darkness even more......

Traveling, you can meet a better self, and in the same way, you can also see the real very bad self.

It depends on what path you are taking.

Like, my winter hasn't passed yet......

Time goes on.

Those dreams that you are very adventurous, I will accompany you to go crazy, and the origami airplane will eventually fall when it encounters rain......

Before going to Bali, I had Baidu. The level of security over there is not very high, because there were several terrorist attacks more than a decade ago. In addition, in recent years, the terrorist clouds of IS have spread quite widely, so I am entangled.

In addition to terrorism, there have been a lot of plane accidents in recent years, and this is one of the reasons why I am scared and entangled.

In the end, I went out anyway, and I went out with an adventurous heart at all. So, it's not so much that I'm traveling to Bali, it's that I'm going on an adventure in Bali.

At that time, the journey was already halfway through. Thankfully, none of the images of fear I feared appeared, but my spiritual world was met with a brutal storm of destruction!

Loneliness, not active, unsociable, not humorous, not lively.........

One by one, the spiritual buildings that I thought were solid in my spiritual world collapsed.

Traveling, which is supposed to bring happiness, is hard for me to feel the happiness I want, more of a sense of uneasiness and embarrassment.

It seems that one person is used to traveling, and he can no longer fit well into group travel. It seems that my scenery can only be my own scenery, and it is difficult to become someone else's landscape.

Perhaps, before I got used to traveling alone, I also had a hard time fitting into group travel.

Why? Character.

The personality is more inward than outward, and quiet is the state that has accompanied me the longest.

God has given me the character of tranquility, perhaps to find the meaning of my existence in silence. Even if I deliberately move, I can't achieve real movement, and my movement is always bound with the element of stillness.

However, in this large group of society, the quiet character is particularly unpopular, and who says that this kind of character is easy to disappoint.

Quiet people, the happiest travelers, are those who go on trips quietly. On a large group trip, quiet people feel like they are individuals and don't feel like they're part of it......

In the car where everyone was talking and laughing, the people who were happy to socialize were chatting excitedly. Only quiet people, sitting in a corner where no one is paying attention, quietly comforting themselves.

Group travel had scarred my quiet and unsociable heart, and it seemed like I was deliberately trying to push myself into this hurt situation......

Origami planes will fall on rainy days......

What path will I choose?

Is the future suitable for stillness, or for movement?

Dear self, walk well......

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