today,
i walked for about 15km to climb the top of mountain.
it was really a long way, and lonely.
cars passed so soon and i am afraid of ...
plain, mountain or lake, is endless.
when i was too tire to keep going,
i didnt want to cry ,
but thought, how can i keep myself going?
...........it was really hard in that moment.
i can do nothing but count number of my feets.
it is not as beautiful as picture in the dictionary.
on my way to mountain,
the lovely town"s", a big big bid lake, and mountains, are in my eyes.
i got loss whem i was under the moutain.
four guys, two couple with a smal car, took me to the big road.
it is happy to hitchhike for travellers,
because it let travellers feel friendly and helpful.
however,
when i got off and faced the wild road,
i felt regret about hitchhiking.
a strong sense of loss!
it seems tell me, i defeat myelf.
i didnt keep my mind to finish whole way.
although, i still spent 2 hours to walk to hostel , under big sun.
i seem get sunstroke.
i am too tired to fall asleep.
maybe, a cup of beer will save me.
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