Go to the places you want to go and meet the people you want to meet as early as possible!

Looking back from today, This sigh becomes heavier. A strong earthquake many years ago reduced thousands of pagodas on the Bagan Plain to ruins. Yesterday's 7.9 magnitude earthquake caused the outer wall of the Mandalay Palace to collapse. This imperial city carries the memory of the ancient capital of three dynasties of Myanmar. Ultimately, it could not escape the fate of crustal tremors. "Travel early" is the saying, The value of gold in the world of impermanence is still rising, Nature and time never stop their carving knives. Nepal's Durbar Square, which once amazed the world, In the 2015 earthquake, half of the temples were reduced to dust. Those unrecorded ancient wood carvings were buried in the dust forever along with the ruins. The majestic silhouette of the Twelve Apostles, Australia, The number of poles was reduced from 12 to 8 due to erosion by the sea waves. The salty taste of the sea breeze hides a sigh of disappearance. St. Mark's Square in Venice is soaked by sea water more than a hundred times a year. The Maldives coral islands are sinking into the Indian Ocean at a rate of 2 centimeters per year. The temples of the ancient city of Palmyra in Syria were shattered into fragments of civilization in the flames of war. These vanishing landscapes are like the sands in an hourglass, Remind us: some encounters that we miss will be separated forever. As Yu Qiuyu said in "Cultural Journey", "Mountains and rivers won't wait until you are ready before they collapse." Instead of looking at the ruins in electronic photo albums, Why not take advantage of the dusk when the sun can still penetrate U Bein Bridge? While the colorful pools of Jiuzhaigou have not yet been reshaped by crustal movement, Let your feet measure the real land. Because travel is not only a displacement of space, It is also a gentle race against the fragments of civilization. Before the eternal passing away, The eyes are the inscription, Carve the moment into eternity. postscript: Thank you for the early morning in Bagan in 2014. I once measured the thousand-year-old morning mist barefoot among the pagodas. At that time, Myanmar was still a backpacker’s paradise. The monk's crimson robes and the child's sweet mango smile, They are all still immersed in the morning bell that has not been shrouded by the shadow of electronic fraud. Now looking back at the golden light of Shwesandaw Pagoda and the silhouette of U Bein Bridge, It has become an out-of-print specimen of civilization. Just like the collapsed eaves of the Mandalay Palace and the folded hands in prayer in the earthquake ruins, All of these confirm the cruelest saying in Buddhism: All things are impermanent. The morning light of the pagoda that failed to keep its appointment, Eventually, it became a puzzle piece that was lost forever in the cracks of time. #March2025 #trip #myanmar