Recently, I always enjoy listening to Chen Qi-zhen's "The Meaning of Traveling" and experiencing the various emotions expressed in the lyrics. Perhaps we all long for traveling, but who can truly explain the meaning of traveling?

I once read a book that contained such a sentence: Traveling has no specific purpose, but it is worth doing.

In the past two years, I have grown increasingly fond of traveling. Walking on unfamiliar roads, meeting people around me, going crazy and having fun together - this has led me to start thinking about

What exactly is the meaning of traveling.

Traveling is all about encountering the most beautiful scenery, allowing oneself to walk in a painting and swim in the landscape. Anshun Dragon Palace has left me in awe of the beauty of this world, honing my ability and sensitivity to appreciate beauty. It also enables me to calmly face the imperfections and ugliness in life temporarily. 

Constantly walking on the road, because the most beautiful scenery is right on the road.

Meet the best version of yourself.

I have traveled so many miles and witnessed so many scenes, all just to encounter that most beautiful or the one that I consider the best version of myself.

When I travel, I don't aim to obtain something or prove anything. Instead, I slow down my body, blend harmoniously with nature, be honest with strangers, and reconnect with myself. Through this, I aim to regain inner peace and tranquility.

Walking on the road, carrying a backpack, perhaps tired, perhaps lost, looking at the scenery speeding by outside the window, there is time to daydream, and there is time to be alone with oneself. Things that have been forgotten in the past always come to mind unexpectedly. The heart becomes soft and gentle. No longer cynical, no longer complaining or blaming. All that remains is remembrance and gratitude. Learning to live gently with this world.

What is the purpose of traveling? I don't want to delve into it deeply. I just want to visit every corner of the world, just to say: "I'm here."

I don't care about being alone, with a family, with a group of people, with strangers or with a lover. Ultimately, traveling is to see and listen to the voice of nature.

Sometimes, all of a sudden, one just wants to embark on a simple journey - not far, not long. Alone, with a bag, a road, a journey, a mood. Without any constraints or hindrances.

Perhaps the meaning of travel lies not in the number of scenic spots you see along the way, nor in whether you reach the expected destination. Rather, it lies in the changes in your mindset and the rich experiences during your journey.

I think the eternal allure of travel for us is that there is no stopping point and no end. And the places we have visited before might have been the most beautiful scenery in our hearts at that time. But sometimes, deep down in our hearts, there is another voice telling ourselves that perhaps the next place will make us stop dead in our tracks. Because the road ahead is always full of unknowns and challenges.

Life is an endless journey without an end. From the moment we are born, we keep running forward, racing against time and ourselves. Unconsciously, we scatter our lives and time all over the place, like a necklace that has slipped off its string. Along the way, we lose one by one the real feelings of reality. These feelings will only be discovered to be shining pearls when we are old. Only then will we understand that what we have experienced is real, and what we possess is ours. We should adorn them in our hearts and dissolve them into life.

When traveling becomes a kind of wandering, we view life as the true essence of life. Remember that Yu Qiuyu once said: Wandering is a kind of farewell. The reasons for the farewell can be expressed explicitly, or they may be difficult to express. The true wandering mostly belongs to the latter category, forced expression is merely a cover-up. I think: Just keep wandering simply like this, this is also a way and state of life! The quiet joy and peace within the heart will make one very comfortable.

Sometimes we always long for that kind of travel where we travel together, with flowers blooming all the way and singing songs all the time. This way, during the journey, we won't feel lonely. But

Perhaps a solo journey can better help us learn to grow. Some people say that loneliness is the self-discipline of the soul. Girls feel lonely because of their excellence, while boys become outstanding due to loneliness. When you carry a travel bag alone, with firm steps, walking towards the unknown distance, perhaps we will be moved by the scene and perhaps we will feel sad. But these might be the inevitable parts of life. After you have gone through this so-called difficult journey, you might suddenly realize: everything was destined. And in an unconscious way, you learn to grow and become strong. Just like tea, without the soaking of water, it can only curl up in a corner. And if we don't have the washing of fate, life will be dull and uninteresting. Then, consider a solo journey as a release of the soul and a dialogue with your own heart. At that time, we can calmly accept the hardships and struggles on the way forward.

The meaning of travel is always determined by one's own heart. I neither expect nor desire to see many famous places or historical sites during my journey in life.

All I hope for is to have a path that stretches beneath my feet. Even if the view before me is an endless expanse of fields, I can still smile as the flowers bloom on the road...

Guizhou National University College Students' Website Cheng Wenjie