The end of the road is the sea, but freedom has no end

🛣️ Roads built by humans always have an end. When you see the end, the visual stimulation sparks gazing, contemplation, and imagination, bringing spiritual liberation—that is true freedom. Like the horizon 🌅, it is always at the visual edge and also deep within the heart ❤️, stretching endlessly. The end of the road is precisely the starting point of spiritual freedom. We have reached the end of the road, which opens up the beginning of expanding and enlightening the realm of thought. 🍀 🪨 Jingsha Black Stone Beach: After the tide recedes, stepping onto that boundless, silent world of black pebbles, the usual meaning of "beach play" disappears. That sense of solitude and primordial vastness inspires reflections on the erosion of time, the resilience of life, or the true nature of existence. 🌊 Tannan Bay waiting for the "Blue Tears" late at night: In the long wait amid darkness and the sound of waves for the arrival of the unknown, you may be inspired to think about hope, chance, natural miracles, and the preciousness of small, unnoticed things around you. 🛣️ A cliff near a bend on Huandao Road where the sky meets the sea: After the tense exploration of the "narrow road and wind between mountains and sea," suddenly facing the boundless sea and sky directly, the "vastness seen after breaking through limits" is a metaphor for overcoming life's difficulties. The physical end of the road brings us a pause in moving forward, providing a screen for projecting the vastness of the spirit, and more importantly, reminding us to keep a clear mind during the pause and a heart brave enough to ask questions amid the vastness. On this slow-paced small island 🏝️, there is no race against time; it is a dance with time. I no longer try to race against time or squeeze time from a sponge. Instead, I follow its breathing rhythm, learn its language, and immerse myself in its embrace. I am not swallowed by the ocean; I have become one with the ocean. 🏃‍♂️‍➡️ In our daily life and work, we have become accustomed to racing against time, forgetting that our very "existence" is a form of completion. Find a place, clear your mind, and let your body and soul relax. This time, staying at a guesthouse in Beilanling, Pingtan, was especially comfortable. Every room I picked had a sea view. Lying in bed, I could see the sea and the sunrise. If I didn’t want to go out, I just gazed at the sea horizon from the room, watching the comings and goings on Huandao Road, instantly feeling that I had come to the right place. Pingtan Banshan Du Hai · Sunrise Sea View Holiday Guesthouse