You fly to the other side of the city.

On the way back, I have been thinking about what kind of name to use as this fantastic trip to Xiamen. Yes, it was not until I returned to school the next day that my roommate and I talked about this trip to Xiamen. It felt like a long dream.

Recently, the song "You fly to the other side of the city" by my sister's band has been played in a loop. I like one of the lyrics best, "You, you are a teenager as comfortable as flying, flying between heaven and earth, farther than a dream." I immediately decided to use the name of this song as the title of my article.

For four days, I didn't write a word to record the things on the road. The following are my impressions and memories of Xiamen.

As early as the beginning of 20 17, I planned to go to Nanchang and Yunnan this year, but Xiamen was not included in the plan. When I learned that the Qingming holiday plus the four-day weekend holiday, I told my roommate on a whim that Tomb-Sweeping Day wanted to take a trip to Xiamen during the holiday, so I booked a one-way ticket to Xiamen early, which was ambitious and lacked confidence. In the weeks of waiting for April, I have been hesitating about what to tell my parents when I go out alone, worrying about the weather in Xiamen. Roommates, they decided to go to Xiamen with me, and their hearts were more practical. March in Ganzhou is like a soaked sponge, full, and it will overflow if squeezed a little. The long rainy season is endless. I check the weather in Xiamen almost every day, sometimes several times a day. Fortunately, in the past four days, Xiamen has been covered with blue sky and white clouds, while Wan Li has clear skies.

Fortunately, my parents are very open-minded and supportive. My father sponsored my round-trip air ticket, and the rest of the expenses were all solved by my own money for working in winter and summer vacations. Unexpectedly, my mother told me to pay attention to safety and let me go without saying anything. I have never been out of the house like this, and I have never been so far away.

The night before the bus ride, Ge Liang imagined all kinds of emergencies in the dormitory. And I imagined in my mind the first time I saw Xiamen.

The next day, before dawn, we dragged our luggage to catch the train, and the excitement was unbearable. As soon as we arrived at Xiamen Station, a driver ran over and asked where we lived. Later, we took the elevator to the road to take a taxi, and the driver suddenly disappeared. The police reminded us not to take a black car, and we were a little scared to think about it. My first impression of Xiamen is that the streets are very clean. Uncle Didi taxi driver told us that the law and order in Xiamen is very good, as if his love for Xiamen had increased by ten points because of his words.

As soon as I arrived at the hotel by bus, I received a short message from my brother, telling me that I could ask him directly if I didn't have enough money. I was so happy that I almost flew. I want to jump up and hug my brother across the screen to express my gratitude. Considering my brother's altitude and my beautiful sister-in-law, I decided to "give up" at the first second when the idea came out.

Travel guides are everywhere. If you want to go to Xiamen, you must go to Gulangyu Island, or you will go for nothing. The next day we went to Gulangyu by boat. Gulangyu is a small island, facing the mainland far away, not small. We walked nonstop all day, but only part of it. The name Gulangyu sounds very literary, let alone the shops on the island. I don't know if Gulangyu should have a cat named Maodao, a cat in a daze in the street, a cat sitting at the door of the store watching tourists coming and going, and a lazy cat walking slowly on the grass. I'm wondering if I should change my mind, stop raising dogs and keep such a fat and lovely cat.

When I went to Zeng Cuo An Village Village with my roommates in the evening, the three short words blurted out became "Zeng CuO". After a pause of two or three seconds, I immediately changed my mind and said that I was wrong. There were so many people that night that we didn't move for dozens of minutes. Back to the hotel in the evening, I sent a message to Fan Lao complaining: Xiamen has high prices, many tourists and a fast pace of life. The dialog box immediately pops up a line: speed is free from people's hearts.

In the threshold of college entrance examination scores, its height is unattainable and prohibitive. On my first day at Xiamen University, I was stopped by the security guard at the gate. Visitors have to wait in line until one o'clock in the evening to enter Xiamen University. The long line is almost endless. At that time, I imagined how proud I would be as a student if so many people visited my school.

I vaguely remember a joke played by the English teacher in junior high school. He said: How did you grow up? If you answer that you are from Xiamen University, then you are great. Everyone was stunned first, and then burst into laughter. I have looked forward to the appearance of Xiamen University many times, and I have heard the name of Xiamen University many times. Many years have passed since that little joke. I never thought that many years later, I would come to Xiamen University in this way.

On the third day, I arrived at Xiamen University in about 40 minutes by bike alone, and I wandered around Xiamen University alone. I found a mouse in a tree in Xiamen University. I took a photo like discovering the new continent and sent it to Fan Lao asking him if the tree was a mouse or a hamster. He replied that he was a mouse and told me that I was lucky. He had never seen a mouse in Xiamen University for four years (Fan Lao insisted that he was a senior, so he was helpless. ), I can't wait to throw him 10 thousand dirty eyes at once. The playground of Xiamen University is very big. Later, I carefully looked at a photo of Xiamen University playground on my mobile phone, which coincided with the angle of the postcard I bought. The only difference is that in my photo, there are big white clouds above the playground. Then I went to the Furong Tunnel. The long tunnel wall is covered with murals made by students, which is particularly beautiful. Then I accidentally wandered into the mountains and stepped on other people's graves. With a few birdsongs, the empty Woods were really scary. I think I broke their silence. I hope those who don't know are not guilty.

What impressed me most about Xiamen University was that there was a building with calligraphy and painting by teachers and students, and the atmosphere was beautiful. Although as a layman, I don't know how to appreciate it, but my admiration and worship have exploded. Meditate that the gap between yourself and others is about 108 thousand Li. After visiting all the calligraphy and painting, I planned to go out, only to notice a teacher playing the piano in the corner, and my clothes and backpack were very simple. Sweet music keeps flowing and some people stop to enjoy it. The teacher was not disturbed at all. She was absorbed and had a good time. I even held up my mobile phone to film her playing the piano, which was considered blasphemous. Fan Fan said, "She has been sitting there playing the piano since the moment we entered the door."

I speak in space and envy my classmates who can study in Xiamen University. Two friends comforted me not to be sad, but what they said moved me so much that I could hardly help crying. How I wish I could have the opportunity to walk on the campus of Xiamen University, like those Xiamen University students, carrying schoolbags and listening to the long bells coming from Putuo Temple not far away.

Chatting with Fan Lao, I deliberately hit him: "Your classmates are all graduate students or doctors. Why are you still a sophomore? " ! Why are you so depressed? "

Fan Lao seems very surprised: "Low? ! People like you only measure a person's value by academic qualifications, which is really N-A-I-V-E.

I immediately refuted him: "No!"

I was silent for a long time, thinking about what Fan Lao said over and over again.

But I really envy the students of Xiamen University. Because of its fame and beauty, every student here seems to have a halo.

Boss Fan met on the software that memorized words. Maybe not. He just said a few words. Even old Fan asked me, "How do you know I want to be friends with you? ! "

I, gnashing my teeth, have nothing to say. Think about it. Maybe I'm a little romantic. (grin ~)

On the third day, I didn't go shopping with my roommate. I watched it alone by bike in Xiamen. I went to the bus to feel the taste of seafood and the history and culture of the old city. Their existence, like a rusty old pendulum, is a beat slower, like a dying old man, but old and beautiful. I happened to find an old lady guarding a second-hand bookstore and ran into the store to find her favorite second-hand books. I begged her for a long time, but she refused to sell it to me at a lower price. Sitting in a chair in an old bookstore, slowly eating the freshly baked steamed dumplings. After dinner, continue riding and look at the scattered houses on the overpass. At the intersection, a police uncle dragged his voice and asked me, can you not run a red light? I left a sentence: I'm sorry. Ran away, I really didn't see where the traffic lights were. I can't tell you what it feels like to ride a bike aimlessly in a completely strange city.

Get up at 5: 30 in the morning, brush your teeth and wash your face, and then rush to the nearby seaside to wait for the sunrise. The photo frames the picture of 17℃5:55 Xiamen seaside waiting for the sunrise. That photo, even after many years, will be meaningful to think of. Take off your shoes and socks, roll up your trousers, stand on the beach and watch the waves roll ashore again and again. My uncle, who has been in the sea next to me, looked at me and smiled and called me, "Come on, step on the sea." I smiled shyly at him and replied, "The sea is too cold."

"Come on, the sea is not cold. The temperature is similar in the morning and evening. "

The moment I walked into the sea, I still felt that the sea was cold, but I was very happy.

Learn to yell at others on the beach, watch sweet couples take pictures on the beach, and write down the names of friends and Xiamen on the beach. I am so close to the sea I saw in my dream.

I went back to the hotel to pack my things and prepare to go back to school. I am inexplicably disappointed and a little reluctant to leave here. In the words of the monitor, I will stay in one place until I am tired.

? There are thousands of photos about Xiamen in the mobile phone, but only memories can be taken away.