Maybe this is not the most beautiful look when I grow old, but it is the most I can imagine myself looking like when I grow old.
Forgive my uninhibited indulgence in this life and love freedom. A me who doesn't like to socialize, a me who is always nostalgic for the good times in the past. At that time, maybe I didn't leave any mark in the torrent of the times, maybe I didn't read ten thousand volumes of books, I didn't earn ten thousand family wealth, and I didn't even have children. Parenting.
The ordinary me, wearing my lover's coat, took the "Autumn Leaves" my grandmother gave me, and a few childhood photos, to happily feel the mountains, rocks and trees of this earth, watch the sunset in the clouds and the afterglow, and watch the waves hit in the rain. Reef, watch the bonfire burning in the desert, and listen to the stories of people who are also looking for something on the road.
Because I really like to recall the home where I grew up as a child, the red floor leather, the wedding photos of my parents in the cabinet, the leopard-skin sofa, the charcoal stove for heating in winter, the row in front of the door Row of poplars, plane trees... I remember it all too well.
Recently, I have always been lingering in my heart with the words of Cai Kangyong - "the way to deeply feel life". Wandering, experiencing all the beauty of this world with every sense of the body in wandering is the way we deeply feel life.
When life is most likely a done deal, all that matters, is the touching moments you have deeply experienced through, were true.
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