In 20th June 2007 , there open a flight from Beijing to Mohe（Northern Villages In China）. It’s my birthday on that day and i make a wish that i will go to that place one day and experience the polar night.
These day, my colleague told me that she already has a baby and can’t go anywhere else these months. It do make me thinking a lot as a woman but not a mother. When we are still a child, we dream about where we can go and wondering in that fantastic world. I was so enjoy the ten minutes before everydays sleeping, because i can imagine lots of things : fall in love with the guy i like, became a mermaid when swimming in the sea, flying in the blue sky with my own wing.etc. It sounds like day dream, but i do enjoy it.
When i grows up, i have a nice job which can make me travel a lot. And now, i’m dreaming about going to Mohe, the Northern village in China during one of my birthday time. It doesn’t matter go there on my own, a soul journey can only be tastes by oneself. It make me feel younger just like the first time i read the fairy tale.
Nowadays, we can easily get some where we want to go, with the flight and other transportation vehicle, but we can also find some excuse not to go that places. Is that because we become lazy or lose passion? I know people choose somewhere to go must have a reason, and my reason can only be found in the destination.
