How much does it cost to travel to Qingdao in 2017?
Nobody around 2500, we can have fun, he cool.
Someone once said that if you fall in love with someone, you fall in love with that city, but I don't know where that obsession comes from. Without that person, I also y love that place, or maybe with that person, I would like to go to that place, that place I love, Qingdao.
The first stop in Qingdao was the University of Petroleum, which is a magical place, and can be said to be the only place in Qingdao that I have ever been associated with. There was a kind of crush that I had never seen before. That man gave me a lot of encouragement and told me straight about some of my problems. If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have written it. It was his guidance that started me off strong when I was once lost. I have never confided in him, nor will I ever confide in him. I'm out of his world, but I don't think everything between us is out of my story.
Standing there, I felt wet and hot. I had experienced the 9 p.m. streams without the kind of song and dance. But for the first time, I felt that my comfort and leisure were at odds with the fast pace of the place. At that moment I realized that big cities are also lively at night. Although it is not as intense as Beijing and Shanghai, the atmosphere of life here is something you can't feel in a small city.
The purpose of my trip was to watch the sunrise and sunset at the beach. The sunset was beautiful. I got to the beach before the sun rose in order to see an even more beautiful sunrise. There was an imagined beauty there, but what surprised me was that the morning walkers were running around the neighborhood in the sun on the beach. The air wasn't as good as the town, but they got up earlier than the people in the town.
The park is still so harmonious, walking, practicing Tai Chi, no square dancing, no gathering to play cards, just chess and afternoon tea.
Public **** buses are free for those over 60, and there are umbrellas at the public **** bus station for those caught in a downpour. That's all I saw, but how much did I miss? This is the second place I've seen, a city that is developing its economy while benefiting its people. The first was my hometown.
Look at Qingdao as exposed in the news, there are tour guides who cheat tourists, tour guides who treat tourists badly, and stores that extort foreigners. But I think the tour guide was also right: "The beauty of this city will not be overshadowed by the rudeness of so many people, because the city's tolerance and diversity allow all cultures and values to find their place."
In the week I've been here, I've felt a peace I've never known before. Looking at the skyscrapers and the fast-paced people walking around, I suddenly longed for that kind of life, the kind of life I could strive for. I loved this place, the place that could give me a chance to give my best, to have a dream.
For me, it's also a blessing to have a dream to fulfill and make it possible.
Some people say, "This place is not as good as you think. People here just want to make money and think of all kinds of calculations. Those who have received welfare can't appreciate the hard work of those who rush to work to squeeze on public transportation. In order to buy a house, they work their asses off every day without a break, let alone retire." But I don't think it's all the same. At least here, you will experience different values and know that there are different ways to live life.
In this age of prejudice, lack of understanding, and even what at first glance seems to be vitriol, it is very important to accept that others have different views and different ways of living. It directly determines your temperament, your attitude towards people, your ambitions.
In fact, every place has a reason to like it. Only when you meet it and experience it yourself can you realize its sweet and sour. Only after all those hardships and perseverance can you experience the lightness of the clouds, and you have the right to choose whether you want the fog at the top or the beautiful mountains and water for your dishes.
The places you've been and the cities you've lived in when you were young have y influenced you. Paris, New York, Beijing, or Dali, Guilin, and the third-tier cities we live in.
Because every city has its own innate flavor, and that flavor will quietly infiltrate, influence, and change you when you're young.
More walking, more to see, walking will always have a harvest. Even if you can't stay, you can understand your own pursuit in a trance. We all deserve to have those beautiful things.
The trip to Qingdao made me more convinced that there is no shortcut to the life I want.