Everyone has a different understanding of life.

Start  to  go  into the wilderness and don't ask why if you like it enough and don't ask for answers. Everyone has a different understanding of life.

When the sky was calm, I wondered how to push the bicycle up the river bank. The so-called convenient passage does not appreciate the face, the steep bank floating sand half a foot, pushing up one foot with all one's strength, the bicycle and sand sliding down two feet. As a result, I unloaded his bags again and went to the river bank with some grief. The sand is still very heavy, tossing around until 8:30 p.m., leaving the load to camp. It was not long before the tent was set up. The sky suddenly turned better. A bright moon was hanging in the blue sky. The clouds were like fire in the evening, and the oblique shadows were set against the golden wilderness. Like the color of the wasteland, warm and cold tones propaganda, Qiangtang finally returned to my familiar past. The fatigue of the day paid off in an instant. I strolled around the camp and energetically photographed "I and the camp" in the foreground of my legs. In fact, today  is  very bad day, only eleven kilometers went ahead, if the straight line is only six and a half kilometers. Anyway, my heart has melted into the wilderness.