Chapter 1: Walking Alone on the Road

Some people say: If you want to go fast, go alone; if you want to go far, go together. Most people in the world choose the latter. After weighing the balance, I am willing to go alone.

Of course, traveling together can give trust and safety to those traveling together, provide dependence and encouragement, eliminate isolation and loneliness, and pull people back when they want to retreat or deflect, and follow the flow to the distance. . This mass flow method will not cause major harm, nor will it allow people to show their sharpness and promote the progress of the entire era amidst mediocre progress. History has also proved that one person cannot build the majestic Great Wall; one person cannot build the majestic Forbidden City; one person cannot raise the bright red five-star red flag.

Traveling together promoted the change of dynasties and the advancement of civilization. However, as an individual, there are never two identical dreams in the world. And when people travel together, they give in and accommodate each other, so that different dreams are assimilated and submerged, leaving only the so-called general trend, drifting with the current, rushing on the road that has been explored by the lone traveler.

A lone walker, alone, stays true to his heart, endures isolation and loneliness, overcomes obstacles ahead, and leads the development of the times. They were not accepted by others because of their advanced thinking, so Van Gogh ended his life in hunger and cold, leaving only "Sunflowers" full of enthusiasm and hope to shine in the world. Their journey was unparalleledly difficult, but Lu Xun shouted loudly amidst the hesitation of the people, tore up the black curtain with his pen, and welcomed the long-lost dawn. The heart of a lone walker is incomparably lonely, just like living in a state where "it's too cold at a high place", with no one to trust and no one to encourage, and they can only learn to lick their wounds in the dead of night. But it is these lonely travelers who open up deserted trails, open a new curtain on the world, and guide the way for those who travel together.

The lone walker walks in front and overcomes obstacles, while the group of people pushes forward hard from behind. In this situation, the world rushes forward. Some of these loners have become lost in fame and power and have retreated into a group among all living beings. There are also some people in groups who suddenly figure out their own direction, jump out, become loners, and lead the way. But those true loners still stick to their own path. Even if the road is rough, even if their heads are broken and bloody, they still run towards the truth ahead.

Chapter 2: Walking alone

Huxley said, "The greater the great and the more original the person, the more he likes to be alone."

This is also true. . Lonely people have their own quagmire.

Life in this world is a lonely practice. The lamp of the soul shines brightly in silence and goes out in bustle; the fire of wisdom burns brightly in loneliness and fades in hustle and bustle. Every strong person grits his teeth and goes through a period of time when no one helps, supports, cares, or asks for help. If you get over it, this is the cornerstone of your success. If you can't get over it, this is your bottomless pit. When we are in trouble and hardship, all we can do is to stay with loneliness, walk with pursuit, and go further on the road of life. And you can never look back. Heaven may not be in front of you, but hell must be behind you.

Everyone has to wade through the muddy waters of life on their own. No matter trust or doubt, the most steadfast and reliable person is always yourself. The strength of a person is that he can deal with unbearable people and things, stick to his nature, move forward alone, and finally defeat his cowardly self. Instead of being confused in the strange neon lights, trapped in the so-called human world. As we grow, we always have to face sudden secret battles and unprepared challenges again and again, chewing the ups and downs that belong only to us in the darkness, and then being slowly joined by time, and then carved into a brand new self.

When you are in despair, don’t despair. It is true that the pursuit is endless and the road of life will inevitably have twists and turns. However, to admit loneliness and affirm loneliness, you only need to ask your own soul in the dead of night, gently say the sentence "It doesn't matter.", and have no regrets in your life. In this flashy and difficult-to-understand world, no one can live a smooth life.

But I always believe that through the mist of the lake and the mountains and rivers of the years, those who are full of hope for the future and strive for it, and those who live calmly with loneliness and walk with it will be more vivid and colorful.

We have all longed for the waves of fate and the warmth of emotion, but in the end we discovered that the most beautiful scenery in life is actually inner calmness and calmness. Only after experiencing suffering and suffering, and experiencing the harshness of loneliness, can life realize the sweetness of blooming.

Chapter 3: In the chaos of the world, I will walk alone

The water flows in thousands of valleys without stopping, and it is independent and will not be troubled by the external world; the mountain stands thousands of feet and does not fall, in There is nothing else in his mind, soaring straight into the sky!

When I was young, I was crazy and wandering, but now I have learned to walk on my own. "Leave the White Deer Between the Green Cliffs" to go forward firmly and independently, and besides, we have them as role models, so why be afraid?

The back of the dynasty

Yu Qiuyu once said: "A dynasty that has lasted for hundreds of years always begins with the heroic appearance of a group of strong men, but often ends with the heroic appearance of a group of strong men. They are some gentle and resentful souls. "Li Bai is such a fairy in poetry, a ghost in wine, holding a sword in his left hand, wine in his right hand, and spitting out his sleeves, he is half of the prosperous Tang Dynasty. When he was young, he also had a stormy official career, leaving behind the legend that "a strong man takes off his boots and a noble concubine polishes her ink". However, the turmoil in the officialdom made him abandon his fame and leave. He traveled around the mountains and rivers, visited famous places, and wrote countless good stories. He never talked about being lonely, because with the moonlight to accompany him, there was no longer any ties.

"If you are happy in life, you must enjoy it to the fullest. Don't let the golden bottle stand in front of the moon." The immortal poet from thousands of years ago turned into the breeze and sang alone among the cliffs!

The strong fragrance of calligraphy

All the grudges and grudges in the world, right and wrong, right and wrong, are ultimately nothing more than the passing of wild geese without a sound or the passing of water without a trace. What is hard to abandon is just a little bit of resentment. That’s all. This was the case for Dongpo. Faced with the sewage thrown at him by the officialdom and the literary world, he did not rely on others and asked for help everywhere, but readily accepted it. How about the team training in Huangzhou, but what about being demoted one after another? I still firmly walk alone among the mountains and rivers, and the rights and wrongs will naturally be left to future generations to comment!

"The bamboo stick and mango shoes are easier than the horse, who is afraid? A raincoat and a mist are all your life." The optimistic Dongpo turned into the fragrance of ink, walking alone among the mountains and rivers, singing!

The hero of the era

The sound of the river, the whistle and the wind, the floating fishing fires, the past is hazy, the hero of the era - Mandela has left us, but his great achievements have left us Left with endless memories. Decades in prison did not weaken his will. In his release speech, he said emotionally: "I fought against white rule, and I also fought against black rule!" He is such a person who has always been himself. A hero who firmly walks on the road of peace and equality, even if the outside world gives him skin pain and physical punishment, he is not afraid and fights hard!

"Even if only the remaining body is left, I will still hug the sun of tomorrow with my body!" As a hero of the times, Mandela will always walk alone in his inner ideals and sing praises to people!

The road is long and long, and with them as role models, I will continue to explore!

Not seeking life is as gorgeous as summer flowers, not blinded by the world, not tied down by debris!

As long as the world is troubled, I will walk alone!

Chapter 4: Walking Alone

1

I don’t know when, when school was over, I was used to sitting quietly in the classroom alone until the sun set, and I couldn’t help but feel sad. The sky is filled with clouds. At first it was because I had to do it because of exams, but later it was because I liked it. Listening to the sound of the fan spinning overhead, a person was reading quietly in the huge classroom. Occasionally, when he raised his head, he saw the red sky at the end of the window and the setting sun like salted egg yolk. At that time, I was pushing my bicycle on campus, and the songs on the radio station stretched out the evening.

2

In winter, at five or six o'clock, every time I walk home in the afterglow and turn into that convenient alley, I will encounter the misty, The thin smoke is still steaming, and the winter air is filled with the tangy aroma of fried food. I like to nuzzle my nose, and when I sniff it gently, I feel that my whole body is much warmer.

I also noticed that the owners of that fried dough stick shop were a young couple. The woman's smile was as bright and warm as a daisy. Her hands covered with white flour gently kneaded the dough, then kneaded it sincerely, and rolled the dough into a long and slender piece. The man kept smiling innocently, chatting in a low voice with the woman, took the long and slender dough, put it into the oil pan and fried it sizzlingly, until it turned into a handful of fried dough sticks, which were as golden as the warm sun.

3

I am more and more fond of encountering unexpected little surprises when walking alone. For example, that cat. When school was over in the morning, I walked slowly through the noisy road and walked through the small garden, where trees were shaded and vines snaked up from the iron fence outside the community. While walking quietly like this, I met it - a lazy kitten. To call it lazy is just because it never dodges when it encounters me, and never changes its comfortable posture in the sun. It is a brown and white cat, lying on the window of a Honda car covered with azalea petals, squinting, and the fat on its abdomen is slightly undulating. I became playful for a moment and walked up quickly, trying to bluff it. When it saw me, it just stretched out, turned over, and fluttered its round body several times on the edge of the car window. Then, he squinted his eyes again, blocked the sun with his paws, and fell asleep in silence. I think, as a cat, he may be the happiest one.

4

Many times after that, I was able to walk alone like this. No matter it was windy or rainy, I still insisted on riding the long distance to the library, braving the cold and gritting my teeth in the winter wind. I will go to the market to buy vegetables with a vegetable basket and cook carefully; I will go to the supermarket with a shopping bag to buy daily necessities; I will take the bus alone to visit my grandma in my hometown... I love those feelings of happiness when walking alone. I know that it comes from Tranquility and contentment. After returning home from a solo trip, my eyes always fall on my mother by the window. She is always used to looking at the road I must take home. At this time, the happiness after walking alone lingered around me and surrounded me.