After ten thousand miles, the heart knows where it belongs.

As the saying goes, 'Read ten thousand books and travel ten thousand miles.'

After all, only those who have traveled ten thousand miles will be clothed in ten thousand miles of worldly dust.

With suffering as the boat and tears as the sails, the heart is like an arrow released from the string.

Say not that the sky is boundless and the sea shoreless, even if the journey home must take ten thousand years.

Only after weathering the vast seas, only after seeing all joys and sorrows, does the heart grow weary and know to return.

Only by galloping freely through the real world and traveling through spring and summer can one reveal true simplicity and leave behind worldly splendor.

What studying abroad in a foreign land gave me was not just a diploma, but a longing for life and reflections on life—the courage and ability to survive no matter which corner of the world I am placed in.

If I were given another choice, I would still go out without hesitation, just to witness this vast and intricate world with my own eyes.