It's time for departure, otherwise, I might forget the feeling of the journey. It's always the same every year.
The journey I had is just like a long long dream because the scenery is so amazing.
Compared with the place I live, that journey is absolutely a beautiful dream.
Just until I got used to the land I stood, I could finally believe that I was in the foreign country for real.
As the journey ended, that feeling also faded as the time went by, and all I have are the unclear memory and the pictures which look unreal.