You encounter it occasionally in your dreams countless times. Practice briefly occasionally.
You have a boundless passion for your journey and your dreams. Drowning in the distance. It is a little idealist because you still believe in the goodness of human nature and the beauty that has not been completely eliminated from the world.
You become strong and optimistic in the midst of constant encounters and separations. The mind remains naive. Experience warmth and be grateful. Experience deception and understand forgiveness. Learn to grow. The mind is becoming more and more mature.
So you look at this big boy who walks stubbornly on the road and occasionally gives a thumbs up to pick up a car and encounter favor. A big boy who trekked in the vast snow field and climbed over the snow-covered mountains and fields alone. Wading through the water, feeding birds and beasts in the mountains and forests, I also saw the big boy who stumbled behind the stumbling mother reindeer, put down the shotgun and turned away. A big boy who learned how to howl with wolves, teased owls, and ran with horses. Have a heart.
Fantastic bus in the wilderness. Fruit green body. White top. It is the color of trees and snow peaks.
The words on the big wooden board were drawn and scratched by him with the knife in his hand. He was gone for two years. just for freedom. an extremist. An artistic explorer. Home on the road. After two years of homeless life. He had his last and greatest adventure yet. The climax of the battle is to remove the false side of human nature. Sound the horn of victory in the spiritual revolution. To no longer be poisoned by the world. He escaped. Drifting around alone. gradually lost in the wilderness. Alexander Super Traveller May 1992.
It's such a walk. There is a clear destination. Alaska in the far north. Start from the south. Abandoned vehicle. Burn coins. Bring only a few favorite books. Regardless of the long and tortuous process. Trying to escape this dazed, materialistic, insecure world. Get close to nature. Faith is firm. As he argued passionately in the bar. Go to Alaska. I go by my own. No table. No map. No axe. Nothing! Just out in the wild, in it. Mountain. river. Sky. wild animals. He spoke excitedly and in high spirits about the ideal that seemed to be easily realized. like a child.
Take a bath and shave with the help of a sprinkler that irrigates the plants and flowers. Poke holes in the bottom of the iron bucket to make your own rain shower. Wash your body in a clear stream. Experience a soul baptism while playing with the waves in the embrace of the sea. He was already at peace. He told you lightly. How important it is to be alive. We don't have to be really strong. But make sure you feel strong. Even if it is only once, you must discover yourself and prove yourself in the most primitive environment. Face it with only your hands and brain.
Live alone in the open country. Thoreau, who was guarding Walden Pond, said he was not lonely. Chris isn't alone either. He made too many friends in nature. He cheered on himself in the mirror and insisted. You can do anything. You can go anywhere. He grotesquely played the role of driver and passenger for his own amusement. Exuberantly and vividly praise a red apple, and generously canonize it as a super apple. Wink a wink with the grey-feathered owl. Quietly squatting on the headland and reading. Have a deep conversation with Thoreau and Jack London. Silhouettes of islands and birds in the sunset. Watch the reindeer walk through life with their long horns. He moistened his eyes and smiled. Chris says that God puts happiness in the middle of everything around us. All people need to do is change their perspective on things.
Walking among the vast mountains. Saw rotting raw maggots on boar boar with flies hovering. Senses nature when devoured by wolves and eagles. It does not favor humans. This place is savage and uncivilized. Living species follow the law of the food chain to survive the fittest.
He passed by the spring when the ice and snow melted and everything revived. Passing through the bright summer sunshine. Passing through the desolate autumn. And the snowy and silent winter. Pass through bushes and waterfalls. Pass by the beach and the ocean. Pass through tribal settlements and cities. Passing by kindness. Passing by the bloom of a flower. Passing breath and pulse. Passing by a harvester's affection for the ears of wheat and the land. Passed by an unsuccessful love and tears. Pass through the possibilities of the future. Passing by comforting and sentimental. Passing through life to compose the story of the plot. Many fields.
You have a fresh memory of all the characters you have drawn in ink. Just as you miss all the travelers you have ever encountered.
The truck driver carries Chris to the edge of the snow field. Strangers met and gave him the boots with the phone number. The expressions are subtle and complex. Little puzzled cute appearance.
Jane and Renee. A rubber walker driving a truck spraying FREEDOM. Kind and approachable if the parents of the little friends next door. My first encounter with Chris was on the Pacific Roof Trail. The three are camping on the coast. Jane whispered that Chris was a caring child. The bonfire blazed brightly. Renee is deeply in love with Jane. And Jane, who has been divorced, seems to be worried that she is destined to not be loved. Lock up your heart. Lock on your end. In fact, it is not as difficult as imagined to go from closed to open. Everyone is more candid, and the world is more warm.
South Dakota. Wayne. Take him to work. Teach how to use the reaper to cut wheat. Teach him how to preserve meat. Fix his overly extreme thinking. Teach him young people not to live in blood and fire all the time. And even when he was arrested by the police for a case he committed in the past, he still gave him instructions like a big brother. Come back anytime. To go south.
Young couple in Copenhagen on the Colorado River. Metz with ragged front teeth and Songya like a little squirrel. Very enthusiastic to point the way to Chris from the mountains. Watching this young couple playfully and playfully proves that love is to tolerate each other's small shortcomings. The world is happy and soft.
An unexpected reunion with Jane and Renee. Jane asked while pinching his little chin. Does your family know where you are. Renee said meaningfully. Children can sometimes be ruthless in front of their parents. Heart twisted a little bit. Swear to treat your parents better in the future. Better yet. Jane drove him away. Say. Take your bag and leave right away. I don't want to hug you. In fact, the moment he turned his face, tears flowed silently into a river.
Telsey. A slender and beautiful teenage girl. Accompany Chris to Salvation Mountain to see an old man who believes in the beauty of love and freedom, and his car door art, who believes that there are many people in the world who like him so they want to give back. love him. Chris rationally rejected her body's choice to sing with her. A warm hug when parting. tell her. You are a special girl. and. For this dream. To move forward without hesitation. A flurry of ambiguity. Extraordinarily beautiful.
Ron. An old man trapped in memories. With the encouragement and guidance of Chris, I learned to appreciate life again. He said. You have to go back and face the world. You should completely change your lifestyle. The new soul of man comes from new experiences. He taught Chris the craft of belt making. Chris engraved what he chose to remember: I went to South Dakota. Work in an active warehouse. The boss is a man named Wayne. The people are very nice. Then I went down the Colorado River. Down the river through the Grand Canyon. through the rapids. I continued along the Colorado River to Mexico. Stuck at golf. Salvation Mountain. concrete pavement. "N" at the end. is the north. He has always been obsessed with Alaska in his heart.
And the vicious police patrols on the railway. The inattentive staff of the river management office. The street is chosen to freeze the gangsters. You know what they're alluding to.
It happens for a reason. When Chris finds out about his parents' deceptive marriage, he feels like he's living a lie every day. So he chose to escape. Do not contact any family members. My sister said he knew I loved him. Love enough to tolerate his silence. There are traces of childhood personality. When I was four years old, I left home at three in the morning. Wander around six blocks. He was last found standing on a chair in a neighbor's kitchen. Want to rummage through the neighbor's candy drawer. It doesn't matter if the drawer he opened actually had candy in it.
now. I always wake up when I hear my son calling from my sleep, and I always think I see my son's mother when I drive. The father who turned from anger, despair, guilt to great grief. Not as it used to be. Time has the amazing power to change the seemingly impossible. as life.
I thought. I thought that the ending of the movie was a perfect and beautiful painstaking person, and God lived up to it. If there is a will, it will be done. Isn't that how inspirational stories are written? Isn't that what teachers and parents say?
no. Chris took the library's botanical map and followed the map to find food. But accidentally ingested poison. vertical texture. is toxic. Symptoms include: General paralysis. The spread of the virus causes nausea and vomiting. Without treatment, it can lead to anorexia and death. He became very weak. Even the bears don't want to sniff any more. Twist and turn away.
He put on the fur scarf that Ron had given him. Try to maintain heat. He writes with difficulty: Happiness only real when shared.
Sharing is the true meaning of happiness. He saw Telsey smiling brightly. Sad and frustrated father. Joyful crowd.
Call it by your real name. He eventually signed his full name on the page. Christopher Johnson McCandless.
He scrubbed his pale, thin body clean. Wrap yourself in clothing and sleeping bags. Stare at the sky through the skylight. Breathing as heavy as a mystery. He saw himself coming home. into the arms of parents. When I looked up, I saw the same blue sky, with the sun shining through the sky. Hard to breathe. It seems that every time I have to use all my strength. stop.
The lens is pulled away from the eye. Twist to face. fine. He is smiling.
very nice. He is smiling.
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