A journey is like a poem.

 An ordinary journey

       Hesitant and uncertain, I once embarked on a spontaneous journey, which can be considered part of the journey. I traversed wilderness, jungles, wheat fields, and rivers. After recording all these precious moments, I understood that the meaning of travel is not about a few people, but about a heart searching for the same direction. I constantly reflect on each stage of my life, and the result, like the roads I've traveled, is that each place has different colors, but the destination is a rainbow pieced together from the colors along the way—it requires careful cultivation, protection, and companionship!

The neglected life is silently shedding tears.

      It seems we often easily overlook the present moment, ignoring many beautiful times. Only after all that time has been wasted and squandered can we pull a particular segment from our memories, dust it off, and sigh that it was the best. What we can't see is often what's right beside us, and what we miss most after losing it is that neglected thing. This is a human ailment, one that science can't explain! Neglect and being neglected always have this cause-and-effect relationship, and in the end, heaven laughs! Qian Zhongshu's words always resonate deeply with me: "Living is inherently difficult; we should cherish ourselves and our relationships."

       There are many sights in the world that can only be seen with eyes closed, like dreams. When everything is destroyed and we rush towards the distance, life always needs some miracles to replenish its energy. What cannot be satisfied requires closing our eyes and imagining its true existence, like Inception—that's just self-deception!

       I've walked across many bridges, seen many clouds, and drunk many kinds of wine, but I've only loved one person at the prime of their life. Tell this to a girl, and she'll always understand! The meaning of a sentence in the listener's heart is often like a strange cat entering the house, silent until it meows "Wow!" and you realize its presence.

     "Everyone knows that women are reluctant to spend money on books. Men are willing to buy women candy, clothes, and cosmetics, but when it comes to books, they'll only lend them to her, not buy them as gifts, and women don't want them as gifts either. What's the reason for this? Borrowed books have to be returned; borrowing and returning a book can be an excuse for two separate encounters, and without leaving a trace. This is a necessary first step in romantic relationships; once a book is borrowed, a big problem arises."

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