Walking again and again, farewell to you. They are more than ten thousand miles apart, and each is at the end of the world.

When I walked out of the house, I looked back, but there was no regret. Because at that time, my heart was completely occupied by the longing for a fresh life. Along the way, I was just thinking about the future, the long-awaited college life.

I thought that when my parents left, it would be like a common parting scene, with hugs, constant warnings, and then tears. But my parents didn't seem to be prepared for this. They kept reminding me over and over during the registration process, but I was just as impatient or ignored as usual. Until the moment my parents left, they shouted "Take care" from a distance and waved weakly, but I only saw the reluctant eyes of my parents between the slowly closing elevator doors. Those eyes made me collapse in an instant. I can't guess, and I dare not guess, whether my mother couldn't help but shed tears of sadness in the elevator.

The thread in a loving mother's hand, the clothes on a wanderer's body. Before leaving, I was afraid of returning late. Every child away from home is the tenderest wound in the mother's heart. No trace can be seen, but she is always remembered. Perhaps, as time goes by, the wound will get better, but every time the wanderer returns home, it is the greatest comfort to his mother, and it is also the greatest harm. The child finally returned home, and his mother knew his current situation, that he was safe and happy until he matured and sensible, and that he had experienced hardships until he defeated his fate. But after not seeing each other for a long time, you must have changed your appearance, matured your mind, and even changed your living habits, but in my mother's heart, you are still the child with green demeanor and pure eyes when you walk out of the house. When a traveler returns home, there will be a time when he comes back to visit again. At that time, my mother's scars had not yet healed, but they were uncovered again. She couldn't tell her worries, because you said, I have grown up and experienced many storms, and there will be no more difficulties that can knock you down. She can no longer tell you what to do and what not to do like you did when you were a child, because she knows that the field you are involved in is no longer within her scope. She can only sigh silently, lightly comb her silver temples, and pack your luggage for you. Whoever speaks of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring light.

We may be unfilial children who use our dreams as an excuse to travel far away. Wang Guozhen said, "Men always go far, and go far to make life more glorious. Walking on the rugged road, young eyes are full of dreams and thoughts. Whether walking alone or together, let every step be solid and powerful." We learn to bear pain, learn to deal with misunderstandings, learn to deal with rumors, learn to seize the day and face the distance without hesitation. The mother must learn to tolerate missing her, learn to let go of longing, learn to let go of worries, learn to get used to the days when the wanderer is not around, face the distance, and pray every day. The day is far away from each other, and the clothes are worn slowly. Floating clouds cover the day, and the wanderer does not care to return.

In fact, for wanderers, traveling far away is not a kind of wound. Not to mention the loneliness of being a stranger in a foreign land, not to mention the pain of missing family members even more during the holidays, just the clothes on the wanderer's body are the pain of the wanderer! On it are mother's stitches, mother's tears and sweat, mother's blurred eyes under the dim light, and the white spots that grow on mother's temples every year……That’s all my mother’s hard work!

However, going far away is the wanderer’s destiny and choice;

Going far away requires the courage to leave home;

To go far away, you need to be strong and not afraid of difficulties;

Going far requires the courage to explore;

Go far away and treasure your homesickness;

Going far away, from boyhood to youth, from youth to old age, we walked from the stars to the sunset……

Walking again and again, farewell to you.